His Hands
You covered your face with black coal
You stripped away all your clothes
Did you think I wouldn't recognize you that way
He wanted to put his hands on me
I let him put his hands on me
Get your fucking hands off me
Put your pants back on
Pretend that you did nothing wrong
Don't worry, mom
You stripped away all your clothes
Did you think I wouldn't recognize you that way
He wanted to put his hands on me
I let him put his hands on me
Get your fucking hands off me
Put your pants back on
Pretend that you did nothing wrong
Don't worry, mom
Credits
Writer(s): Jordaan Mason
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
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- Saying I Love You In The Dark
- While You Were Somewhere In The Sky, I Went About Things Lonely
- Stay Strange: Live Recordings
- A Kid Like You Could Never Understand
- Earth to Ursa Minor EP
- Earth to Ursa Major
- Form Less
- Homespun
- The Decline of Stupid Fucking Western Civilization
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