Lyrics Nineteen Seventy Four - Cursed

Nineteen Seventy Four

1974, you got what you came for
A suicide and a bottle of gin and you’re in. and you’re in. got you in.
and you’re in
1974, and they’ve been telling me it’s so much more, but this just looks like
skin on skin from here
So what is it i’m supposed to find so sacred in this?
'cause i’m not seeing anything too sacred in this.
no nothing sacred here
«father?»
what are you?
and what am i?
Son of the glint in your eye.
bastard son of all your impure thoughts
She never forgot the value of trust.
when all our restraint turns to dust
But there’s this old familiar glint in my eyes.
old faithful tells me otherwise
1974… i am what you came for