Hands Up

Served up my back
Serving up tears
Nothing unholy
Could bring back the years
Paying the price
To cover your fears
Do nothing for me
Don't even come near

Throwing my hands up now

Rust in the gears
There's dust on the shelf
The verdict comes quickly
When I punish myself
The name on the plate
A shell of a man
When time is the jury
And hope is your plan

Throwing my hands up now
Throwing my hands up now

The blood on your hands
Is flooding the street
Don't try to argue
You can't take the heat
The words in your mouth
You swing like a blade
The damage you leave there
The bed that you made

Throwing my hands up now
Throwing my hands up now
Throwing my hands up now



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Mitch
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