Hold Your Hand

And I'd like to hold your hand
And to feel you understand
You've made me wait for hours
'Feed me power' like you're calloused

Do I have to hold your hand?
Hands are precious and they make a statement
"You just throw yours around"
It's a show of love
Shows you're not so loud
You're not so loud
You're not so loud
You're not so loud

Do you have to take my hand?
You can show me love without a contract
I'm bound to you forever
With children's blood and sick, love is torture

And I have to hold your hand
Since the field's right where I stand
You've made me walk through a meadow for my prince
Now my feet are rubbing

I walked your palace
Easy once you've got that inheritance
Talking, walking like your feet weren't naked just seconds ago
This is getting old, this is getting
Oh, my head's so loud
I'm shackled to the ground
But at least I left this floor spotless for you, babe

Oooh

And I'd like to hold your hand
How do I make you understand?
There's something on your face
(Let me get it)
There's something on your skin
Something irks me and it's
Somewhat out of place



Credits
Writer(s): Eszter Bianka Vida
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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