Hands Off
Slow decay
though it's nothing that I'd ever do
no matter how long you're dreaming too long
born and raised with nobody left to look up to
no matter how long you sleep it's too long
it sounds horrible but it's nothing that you wouldn't do
you're just a lousy waste there I said it
I said it
she's down on the corner with her headphones on
hearing her song
it sounds tolerable but it's nothing you should get used to
Tell me what I want to hear
I bet that kid could teach you something
I think the kid could teach you something
I bet you think the more you speak the less you'll find your actions turn to words
the more you sleep the less you'll find relax a dirty word
I bite my hands
I bite my hands
I bite right off my hands
I bite my hands
just to free myself and free every one of us
we come from town
we drink when we're down
you go around and around
your turn is up just give it a go
I clench my teath ignore my heart but
the tough get going when the rough shit starts
a parent's plans replaced my hands
so now you don't chose you only make demands
it's the same shit each day it's your father and his pocket of lies
it's just this town
oh this town
and some thank you notes we'd like you to sign