VIII. Handle It

Whose there, knockin' at the door with a sick stare
It's not fair, feel it in your soul but you're unclear
Overdressed in substance, and those gold encrusted cuff links
Driving you further away from the truth
I gotta know
Can you handle it?

It's like a fire, but I don't wanna burn with you I know you're tired
Can you handle it?

Down to the wire, could I get any higher with you?
Can you handle it?

Waiting for the final word, put aside all our fears for now
Just like a fire
Can you handle it?

The elephant tip-toeing across the room
Calluses on the gauge, (e)motions are doomed
Body of aerosol, spray out the silence
Can you handle it?

Better run and take your cover
Reflection of my mother
Assess, undercover
One question
Can you handle it?

It's like a fire, but I don't wanna burn with you
I know you're tired
Can you handle it?

Down to the wire, could I get any higher with you?
Can you handle it?

Waiting for the final word, put aside all our fears for now
Just like a fire
Can you handle it?

Can you handle it?
Tell me tell me now

Tell me tell me
Tell me
Tell me right now

Can you handle it?

Can you handle it?



Credits
Writer(s): Antone Chavez Exum Jr, Justin Raisen
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