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Glass Hands
03:34
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I've only known what I'll never be
I'm only shown what I'll never need, no empathy for bending knees
Neglect for dealing with demons who dance freely on feelings
The sins stacked to the ceiling I've seen since I was three
Was always told not to dwell on dreams
Your melodies are impressive but save yourself for progression
Pay attention in lessons, don't ever mention depression
If you're feeling upset, practice smiling, pretending
Because you're not going to want to be a possible option
For the condescending honesty and herbal concoction
On top of all the policies for polishing apologies
Justify the racist, ancient, ageist wastes of space that plague the change, yeah
"But man, I feel much better today"
Yeah
"But man, I feel much better today"
Yeah
I wanna live but something's stopping me
They see me screaming for the ghost but it's been years since he spoke to me
He has a hold of me
The thoughts that tighten the rope and dim the shutters of hope are burning holes in me
So just let go of me
I'm heaving, hoping you'll come back
Why would you come back to someone who's so sad
Once I was so glad, talk about someday
You said you're an old man on your fifteenth birthday
So fuck fate, fuck hope
Fuck change, fuck tokes
Fuck the day you had to go
Fuck the things I didn't say, the things I didn't know
Fuck the faces in the places where the patient used to go
Fuck cancer for the chains that it wrapped around his throat
Yeah
But you said "man, I feel much better today"
And you said "man, I feel much better today"
And you said "man, I feel much better today"
Yeah, and you said "man, I feel much better today"
Yeah, yeah
So stay gone and stay long, what happened to the
Clay thoughts I based on ceramics of a
Face gone a face lost that's living on in
His mates songs and raindrops are falling on me
Mass card, your dad's car reminds me of our
Last laugh, your glass hands were resting on the
Black dash and bud, I just don't know what to say to you
"I just hope I feel better someday"
Yeah, "I just hope I feel better someday"
Yeah, "I just hope I feel better someday"
"I just hope I feel better someday"
I just hope I feel better someday
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Glass Hands - Radio Edit
03:32
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I've only known what I'll never be
I'm only shown what I'll never need, no empathy for bending knees
Neglect for dealing with demons who dance freely on feelings
The sins stacked to the ceiling I've seen since I was three
Was always told not to dwell on dreams
Your melodies are impressive but save yourself for progression
Pay attention in lessons, don't ever mention depression
If you're feeling upset, practice smiling, pretending
Because you're not going to want to be a possible option
For the condescending honesty and herbal concoction
On top of all the policies for polishing apologies
Justify the racist, ancient, ageist wastes of space that plague the change, yeah
"But man, I feel much better today"
Yeah
"But man, I feel much better today"
Yeah
I wanna live but something's stopping me
They see me screaming for the ghost but it's been years since he spoke to me
He has a hold of me
The thoughts that tighten the rope and dim the shutters of hope are burning holes in me
So just let go of me
I'm heaving, hoping you'll come back, why would you come back to someone who's so Sad
Once I was so glad, talk about someday
You said you're an old man on your fifteenth birthday
So f- fate, f- hope
F- change, f- tokes
F- the day you had to go
F- the things I didn't say, the things I didn't know
F- the faces in the places where the patient used to go
F- cancer for the chains that it wrapped around his throat
Yeah
But you said "man, I feel much better today"
And you said "man, I feel much better today"
And you said "man, I feel much better today"
Yeah, and you said "man, I feel much better today"
Yeah, yeah
So stay gone and stay long, what happened to the
Clay thoughts I based on ceramics of a
Face gone a face lost that's living on in
His mates songs and raindrops are falling on me
Mass card, your dad's car reminds me of our
Last laugh, your glass hands were resting on the
Black dash and bud, I just don't know what to say to you
"I just hope I feel better someday"
Yeah, "I just hope I feel better someday"
Yeah, "I just hope I feel better someday"
"I just hope I feel better someday"
I just hope I feel better someday
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