Hands Free
The king throws down bone after bone after bone
He means what he says, you can hear it in his tone
The queen is trapped in a room all alone
Lonely with only her guards and her phone
She lays her head down she says
"Fuck this town! I'm going out to see..."
It's you!
The man with the cut off hands who knows better than to reach!
No fame and no pity anywhere in this city
No mercy for the weak!
Ha-ha-ha! (ha-ha-ha)
Ha-ha-ha! (ha-ha-ha)
Ha-ha-ha!
Ha, ha, ha!
The latter is rigged by these pigs in
Wigs, they'll take a hammer to your hands
They're metal and mean, vetted and clean
They have read your plans
You stay alive at night, you can hide in plain sight
If you simply have nothing to say
It's you!
The man with the cut off hands who knows better than to reach!
No fame and no pity anywhere in this city
No mercy for the weak!
All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best
All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best
All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best
All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best
There's a disease goin' 'round this
Old town, it has everyone on their knees
There's a disease goin' 'round this
Old town, it has everyone on their knees
He means what he says, you can hear it in his tone
The queen is trapped in a room all alone
Lonely with only her guards and her phone
She lays her head down she says
"Fuck this town! I'm going out to see..."
It's you!
The man with the cut off hands who knows better than to reach!
No fame and no pity anywhere in this city
No mercy for the weak!
Ha-ha-ha! (ha-ha-ha)
Ha-ha-ha! (ha-ha-ha)
Ha-ha-ha!
Ha, ha, ha!
The latter is rigged by these pigs in
Wigs, they'll take a hammer to your hands
They're metal and mean, vetted and clean
They have read your plans
You stay alive at night, you can hide in plain sight
If you simply have nothing to say
It's you!
The man with the cut off hands who knows better than to reach!
No fame and no pity anywhere in this city
No mercy for the weak!
All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best
All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best
All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best
All in vain, all in jest, all the luck in the world all the best
There's a disease goin' 'round this
Old town, it has everyone on their knees
There's a disease goin' 'round this
Old town, it has everyone on their knees
Credits
Writer(s): James Priestner, Lubomir Ivan, Jared Priestner
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