Heath McNease - Your Enemy lyrics

rate me

Oh, oh, oh oh

These hands,

They're covered in blood

These idle hands,

They choke the life of everyone I love

[Chorus:]

So is there room

At your table for me?

So is there room

At your kingdom for me?

Oh, oh, oh oh

These hands,

These broken hands

Help me dig my grave

These tired hands,

Are too weak

To shovel dirt back on the bed I made

[Chorus:]

So is there room

At your table for me?

So is there room

For your enemy?

[Chorus:]

So is there room

At your table for me?

So is there room

For your enemy?