Hands of Man Songtext
von Ugly

And the mind of man is underwhelmed
By troubled times, the trouble tells

Have the times become your only friend?

Help me, my selfish man, lend me thy selfish hand
Found yourself bound to hell (on top, shame, on the shop, only becosh, buildings come and go)
Come inside, come and stand next to a wasted hand
You′re so cool (on top, shame, on the shop, only Balázs, buildings come and go)

Have the times become your only friend?

And as another spring swings by on heavy eyes
Do you still gasp at your reflection? Or does it make your shadow cry?
And while the why's sit on your mind, while the wine is killing time
It seemed like such a perfect way to spend your past and passing life

And passing by is just an accurate depiction of the ties
You were so sure would last eternity, so sure would last a while
Don′t you just love to lie awake at night, dependent on a lie
That you are better than the next man and, therefore, all the better prize?


Don't you just lie to love awake at night, dependent on a lie
That you are better than the next man, but so much worse at the same time?
Besides, you've sized yourself up, oh, so many times, your spirit sighs
And to be kind to yourself is to both

Neglect your body
Body and mind

Have the times become your only friend?
As you find your will stops keeping
To rewind just to live is to pretend
As you stride, you struggle

As you stride, you struggle
To rewind just to live is to pretend
As you find your will stops keeping
Have the times become your only friend?

Have the times become your only friend?
Have the times become your only friend?
Have the times become your only friend?