Tiny Hands Songtext
von No Time To Think

Tiny hands that can′t hold the bricks
Won't build anything with their sticks
Shelter doesn′t care what its residents look like
No time for triviality, no time for spite

Tiny hands, don't belong to the handsome
They'd rather just keep you for ransom
They don′t care about personal prisoners
They strangle you but you laugh and whimper

So now try to hold the world
When you can′t get a grip on your own reality
So now my reality unfurls
And I can't wait to piss on your grave


Hey ho, here we go
Off to the land that nobody knows

Tiny hands, so pathetic
Live now with your idiot rhetoric
Mercy aint saved for the likes of you
So melt on, your time is through

Tiny hands, no one can lift the load
Too wasted to see the road
And you′ve all been warned once before
Now enjoy so much more

So now try to hold the world
When you can't get a grip on your own reality
So now my reality unfurls
And I can′t wait to piss on your grave


Hey ho, here we go
Off to the land that nobody knows