The Swellers

The Swellers - Hands lyrics

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Mourning dove, I think you're out of luckYou know that putting the card face down is part of the gameIt feels like love and it fits like a gloveBut when you cut off all of the fingers it's not the sameWait for a better hand to playOh, I'm tired of waiting for something to shakeWe're better than thisOh, I'm tired of writing for you to relateWe're better than thisIf I'm better than thisWhy am I still aroundThe weekend comes like the summer has doneIt's a bittersweet reunion for the sour tonguesThey say a real man does his own stuntsAnd to measure twice then jump onceI need to steady my hands if I wanna quit this raceOh, I'm tired of waiting for something to shakeWe're better than thisOh, I'm tired of writing for you to relateWe're better than thisOh, I'm tired of waiting for something to shakeWe're better than thisWhy am I still aroundI could blame myselfBut I haven't made it yetReady, set, hands downOh, I'm tired of waiting for something to shakeWe're better than thisOh, I'm tired of writing for you to relateWe're better than thisI'm tired of waiting for something to shakeIf we're better than thisWhy am I still aroundReady, set, hands down

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