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tUnE-yArDs

Look At Your Hands

 

Look At Your Hands

(album: I Can Feel You Creep Into My Private Life - 2018)


He got
Got got got...
He got, he got, he got...

La la la la la la la look at your hands, your hands
Look, la la look at your hands, your hands
Look at all the objects in your hands, your hands
La la look at your hands, your

La la la la la la la look at your hands, your hands
Look, la la look at your hands, your hands
Turning objects over in your hands, your hands
La la look at your hands, your hands

La la la la la la look at my hands, my hands
Shoot, I should've face that, face that
Tell me my own father is a wicked man
Na na na na na na na na it's my hands, my hands
How much would it cost to make it my man, my man
Ooh I wanna taste that, waste that
Sell me my own water off of my own land
Na na na na na na na na it's my hands, my hands

La la la la la la la look at your hands, your hands
Look, la la look at your hands, your hands
Look at all the objects in your hands, your hands
La la look at your hands, your

He got the shadow that follow the foe
He got got that thing to go
La la locked and loaded
And ready to go
He got lots of things to go
...

Harmony harmony
God raise me where the voices are free
Harmony harmony
I only see

No
How much would it cost to make it my man, my man
Ooh I wanna taste that, waste that
Tell me my own father is a wicked man
Now it's my hands, my hands

La la la la la la la look at your hands, your hands
Look, la la look at your hands, your hands
Look at all the objects in your hands, your hands
La la look at your hands, your hands

done

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