Cut My Hands

Am I whispering too quiet for you
And I feel the quicksand I'm falling through

Trying to find a safer spot, and all I do is cut my hands on rocks

Am I feeling too much for you
High tide, am I tied to the moon

Trying to find a safer spot, and all I do is cut my hands on rocks
And there's no innocence in trying to be something that I'm not

Trying to find a safer spot, and all I do is cut my hands on rocks



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Writer(s): Andrew Cummings
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