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I didn't know you had such callused fingers Like scales in my soft hands I tried to breath you in forever I want a body you could call your own
the rough and live through the tough you look down at your callused hands And you'll be proud of the cowboys brand Slip down get sticky in the swells Lift
walk over fields of my mind Faded shirt, weathered brow Callused hands upon the plow Loved you then and I love you now, Rueben James Rueben James one
They see me smiling Ice on my neck and my wrist, shinin Like the stars of Dallas Work so hard, my hands are callused They see me smiling Ice on my
Cry your eyes to carve the oceans Nothing can heal your pain and emotions For death comes swift in the night To those with blind callused sight So
Cut by the grindstone Callused hands by will Weathered years gone by Tethered by promises Worked through the thorns Through blood, sweat, and tears
some help getting there its true And one of the reasons why I get to do the things I do I met this angel With callused hands Who led this boy to his
return to grass The sun will rise with want of meaning I know those stained and callused Hands from painted tombs Eyes sparked then flickered light
Guess you like the way it feels With the road beneath your wheels You're betting on the hand that you been dealt Dust, sweat, and callused hands Grit in
gonna let them make you choose Are you callused or insane Ain't it plain There will be no remains No remains Ain't it plain Ain't it plain By the people
my hands Don't you tell me that you love me it's a trick romance I'm taking back my hands I'm taking back my hands You left them callused and exposed
Pedal to the metal cause the devil sings in treble out of spite I see the chains that keep you tethered Callused hands dance under pressure Warmed by
Tough times and they always leave damage You do every single thing you can to leave me callused Let's play dress up fess up while you pretty Everyone tell
that you forgot Just to feel alive, you set the bar so high The past will fade, or fold up like damascus blades Your callused hands, read them like you
No reply Flatline I'm a selfish weak hypocrite I've learned nothing from loss Callused once again Callused once again So I don't have
As they reflect the sparkler And you say we'll never die Grab me by the hands Just as callused as I am Say you're proud Well, there's blue jeans in
I'm just a man with faded jeans and callused hands Lost in a lie that I can be a rock But what happens to a rock when it needs something to lean
Black dog in a freeze, so callused utterly A missing man in a van, a missing melting hand Black man in a can, a melting pan in a pot Cosmic horror
Throw your fists Into the wall Scream at the door "This is love, dear" Feel callused hands Tight on the throat And know that's how We all say
a mine My mind is a kite My mouth is a fist My fingers are callused My soul's an ocean My body's the night sky My spirit's free My god is me Yea, me My
incisions... They leave you callused A stones throw from the grave Rehabilitates and paves A strong foundation Worthy of mentioning Let all your hate
a free and simple ruse callused up in green under the seams know what I mean woah expose anger red hear what I said a side to us that's in my head show
callused These hoes are sus Said she wanna ride me nah take the bus You better look where you nut, fellas Is it all worth for the rush Is it all for
Emptiness is made by callused men, like me I'm the star of my home when I'm all alone In the keyboard dust, pullin' sweatpants up I'm in the thick of it
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