Lyrics:
the hand
We all try the best we can
Take a psycho by the hand
I'm a rotting peach
With one leaf in the next world
I lay my hand on burning sand
I'm waiting
shining bright
But it was just your headlights burning in my drive
It may not seem that weird to you
But it scares the hell out of me
To see your face
Written by:Anton Zachary
Performed by:Anton Zachary
Produced by:Anton Zachary
Arranged by:Anton Zachary
Recorded by:Anton Zachary
Mixed by
in to the stars/ everyday a Forrest fire smoking potent by the jars/ Life hit like bodywork there's always stories wit the scars/ real rek real you
all this cash by
Been giving them the business ain no black tie
The real world cold, I catch u out here better stick to that post
Love burning bread
about wars, about Lukes' bye, by himself, here it goes
You might not hear it, but it's going to be a play
And here's Lukes' breathing. Now here's luke
on the vast sea
Erasing hearts written in the sand
Swayed by grace and by gravity
Drawn with care, with your lover's hand
Freed from rusted locks and bent keys
He's dead, never around, trinity bleed
Hang on the cross of defeat
Last breath, father of lies, suffer again
Banished by sin
Screaming and burning
a burning fire of grace
Guiding the lost those out of place
In the silence our spirits climb
Touching heavens unknown by time
In this vast universe we're but
Super chump
Packed like tuna
Bait for bucks
(Uh huh)
Ultra luxe
Came from tops
Just had sun fun
(Uh huh)
Burning up
Johnny storm my temper up
(Uh
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You'd be all my heart could desire
Under
la
But the years went by and the rock just died
Suzie went and left us for some foreign guy
Long nights crying by the record machine
Dreaming
stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
Under stars chilled by
stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
Under stars chilled by
stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
Under stars chilled by
stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
Under stars chilled by
stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
Under stars chilled by
stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
Under stars chilled by
stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
Under stars chilled by
stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
Under stars chilled by
stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
Under stars chilled by
stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
Under stars chilled by
stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
Under stars chilled by
By now you should find your mouth
By now you should call me
We can work it out
By now you should be in a better place
And thinking for your self
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