Out of My Hands
You say that it's my fault
And turn the other way to hide your face
So why do I feel caught
When every fucking time it's all my fault
You say I let you down
And walk the other way back home again
But everything you say
Just seems to work it's way
Into my head and out of my hands
And into my head
Into my head and out of my hands
And into my head
And turn the other way to hide your face
So why do I feel caught
When every fucking time it's all my fault
You say I let you down
And walk the other way back home again
But everything you say
Just seems to work it's way
Into my head and out of my hands
And into my head
Into my head and out of my hands
And into my head
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Writer(s): Angus Kyle Dawson
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