HANDS! Songtext
von Russian Blue

I feel the debt
Crawling under my eyes
And my skin
I should find it scarier
I think I should give it attention
But I′m a collector

Okay, I'm acknowledging not all my friends are that serious
All of my family is conditional
None of my days are residual

They don′t stick around
They struggle with their permanence
And my attempts to limit this
Have been received equivocally

I promise at this point
To stay somewhat on track
But to be honest at this point
This songs for me more than you
And of course that's a lie


And I spout
Now that the danger has passed
What do I do
With my hands?
I'm 22 and my knees hurt
Cause they just can′t help it
And I can′t for the life of me
Find what to do with my hands

We should all be quite grateful
For the added gravity
Lended by lyrical dates
What a nice crutch
I suppose I could try some tact instead
I've tried to distract from the fact
That all of this ranting
It cannot replace an hour a week
Of therapy
No it can′t
And now that
The danger has passed
What do I do with my hands


WHAT CAN I DO WITH MY HANDS
(WHAT CAN I DO WITH MY HANDS)
I SCRATCHED MY KNUCKLE UNTIL IT BLED
(WHAT CAN I DO WITH MY HANDS)
I WANT TO PUT THEM TO USE
(GOOD USE GOOD USE GOOD USE)
CAUSE IF YOU'RE NOT RIGHT THEN YOUR WRONG
RIGHT GUYS?
(RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT)

I′m falling in love with the part where I walk away
I'm falling in love with the part where I walk away
I′m falling in love with the part where I walk away
I'm falling in love with the part where I walk away