Cursed

There's no recognition in one day to the next,
I have failed to turn over, the ignition is Rkd
Sometimes I wonder how I've kept faith in love 
If I threw a number-then 6 would come up
Maybe in 3's, maybe in time, maybe disease is the cause of my life
Maybe I'm cursed
Maybe I'm blind
You do not deserve to be tarred with my crimes
I'm sick of the swerving and crossing the line
I wish all your hurting was soulfully mine
I glide then I simmer, I slide side to side
A backward step bigger than forward, I've tried!
Sometimes I act as though I am the tide
I fall in and out and I'm sick on the ride
I'm not fuckin well, I can tell deep inside,
I've got nothing to tell but my thoughts are Alive,
What is it worth,
Too this curse I am bind,
They say hell is on earth, but its here in my mind