The Black Hand Songtext
von Subb

What about those visions inside your head?
Do they make you cautious of things unsaid?
What about those hugs and those friendly eyes?
What about all your favorite little lies?

Is it a concession, capitulation?
I have the right to know
Tensions and runaways

And my jaw hits the floor as you walk out the door
It′s like the black hand to my throat
That's got to remind me, no
This is how it goes


What about the weather?
What about the storm that is in your head?
Put the weight on my shoulders
If it helps you to believe in the fact you′re living a lie
You're living a lie
I've asked myself a hundred times
Why do I end up back in line?
You never know how much of this shit I can take anyway

What about the pressure?
What about the lies inside of your head?
What about the pressure?
What about us nowhere?

And my jaw hits the floor as you walk out the door
It′s like the black hand to my throat
That′s got to remind me, no
And my jaw hits the floor as you walk out the door
(This is how it goes)
It's like the black hand to my throat
That′s got to remind me, no
(This is how it goes)

This is how it goes
This is how it goes
This is how it goes
This is how it goes
This is how it goes