Future Hand Songtext
von Grief Mop

Do you feel the same without me
I hope that I know you in every lifetime

I thought you′d protect me from what I want
I still hear your smile through the phone
All alone

Dry lips against yours, the scratch of my face
I pull every book in your room
The way you said I did


Eyes roll back
Future hand
I am nobody
Looser grasp
Buried in your bed

I think I've known you in every lifetime
The way you talk about home
I knew you were leaving

I knew you were leaving

You bit away all the paint from your fingers
And ran away from all the things that are good