Testo picking up hands - Quadeca
Testo della canzone picking up hands (Quadeca), tratta dall'album I Didn't Mean To Haunt You
Touching the ground
Pick up my hands
Then I turn around
Covered in skin
It's that room, it's the wall, it's the poster and all
And the lamp was still swingin' its chord
It's the shadowy weight and the footsteps I take
Made a mark through the dust on the floor
And I saw
My mother's eyes
For the second time
For the second time (Yeah)
Same carpet I crawled in, same bucket I was washed in
I gave all that time to you, I was tryna figure out the faucets
Tall marks on the wall charts, it's the wrong parts gettin' longer
I was standin' so far away, I don't wanna go another day
I— samе basket you carried me
I need you thеre with me, I need you just down the hall
I looked up and down, didn't wanna make a sound
I was so far away, I don't wanna go another day
I trace back the ground, flip my placemat around
Try to call, but the dog runs away from me now
I was starin' at the ceiling, I was fuckin' terrified (Oh God)
I was tryna get these feelings out, inside I'm paralyzed
Same old tree, seen it all peeking through the blinds
I can't do it, how I used to climb, gravity been getting used to my weight
Same carpet I crawled in, same bucket I was washed in
I gave all that time to you, I was tryna figure out the faucets
Tall marks on the wall charts, it's the wrong parts gettin' longer
I was standin' so far away, I don't wanna go another day
I— the same basket you carried me
I need you there with me, I need you just down the hall
(Just down the hall)
Follow me closely
I wanna know the place you've been
Lazarus skin
Picked up my hands
It's that room, it's the wall, it's the poster and all
And the lamp was still swinging its cord
It's the shadowy weight and the footsteps I take
Made a mark through the dust on the floor
And I saw
Another light
Under your door
Not like before
It's that room, it's the wall, it's the poster and all (Follow me closely)
It's the shadowy weight and the footsteps I take (I wanna know the place you've been)
Same carpet I crawled in
Same bucket I was washed in
And I saw another light
Under your door
Not like before
By this point, I thought I would have answers
I thought that was the universal consolation prize
To say "Thanks for playing, this is what the game was", you know?
Unspoken agreements that make perfect sense until you say them out loud
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Writer(s): Ben Lasky
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