Hands Down

Maybe I'm too old
'Cause this seems far too new for me
It's an easy drive home for the passenger

Did your life get lost?
Between the sheets of all your burdens
I know the devil's not far and he's testing us

I feel my head criss-cross
I live inside that dream
I want to be that man in the wicker chair

When your friends keep climbing on your bedroom wall
You can't keep telling them you'll never be as tall
As your old man

Darling
I'm telling you: "Your hands down"
The greatest thing about this
I'm telling you: "Your hands down"

Darling
I'm telling you: "Your hands down"
The greatest thing about this
I'm telling you: "Your hands down"

Maybe you're too young
Too see this all come true
You want to live your life as a hummingbird

You fill your head with ghosts
Come in inside my dreams
I turn the headlights on and you disappear

But your friends keep hiding in your kitchen and your walls
You can't keep telling them you'll never get it all
For one last chance

Darling
I'm telling you: "Your hands down"
The greatest thing about this
I'm telling you: "Your hands down"

Darling
I'm telling you: "Your hands down"
The greatest thing about this
I'm telling you hands down

Darling
I'm telling you: "Your hands down"
The greatest thing about this
I'm telling you: "Your hands down"

Darling
I'm telling you: "Your hands down"
The greatest thing about this
I'm telling you: "Your hands down"



Credits
Writer(s): Lawrence Henry William Libor, Josiah Peter George Harrison-wilder, Lawrence Cole, Robert White, Robert James Milton
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