The Upper Hand Songtext
von Cusp

The little green figurine
Walking by my window
Was not prepared for me to stare
And try to graze its elbow

It′s just the thought they don't want to get in
That makes me want to get under their skin
To say I had the upper hand to win
To say I had the upper hand to win


The red and white evening light
Glistening off the fences
Those many lives don′t intertwine
With my apprehension

It's just the thought they don't want to get in
That makes me want to get under their skin
To say I had the upper hand to win
To say I had the upper hand to win

It′s just the thought that we′re all the same
And that I need to break that pattern in some way
To say I had the upper hand in the game
To say I had the upper hand in the game


It's the knife cut that renders you halved
Do you think that you get that dividing line back
If you′re just grateful for what you have?
If you're just grateful for what you have?