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it's out of my hands baby
think about somebody new
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it's out of my hands baby
think about somebody new
oh
my phone was in the other room when i put my hands on you
when i put my hands
oh
my phone was in the other room when i put my hands on you
when i put my hands
oh
my phone was in the other room when i put my hands on you
when i put my hands
oh
my phone was in the other room when i put my hands on you
when i put my hands
i'm your shooter
my hands up
my hands up
i'm your shooter
my hands up
my hands up
i'm your shooter
my hands up
my hands up
i'm your shooter
my hands up
my hands up
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all within my hands
squeeze it in
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all within my hands
squeeze it in
swear my allegiance nightly
but through my hands it slips
the same old demons paint their lips
swear my allegiance nightly
but through my hands it slips
the same old demons paint their lips
i will let the weight of my fear fall like sand
out of my hands and into yours
out of my hands and into yours
i will let the weight of my fear fall like sand
out of my hands and into yours
out of my hands and into yours
i will let the weight of my fear fall like sand
out of my hands and into yours
out of my hands and into yours
i will let the weight of my fear fall like sand
out of my hands and into yours
out of my hands and into yours
and there's no end to this wicked world
as long as there's blood on my hands
and there's no end to this wicked world
and there's no end to this wicked world
as long as there's blood on my hands
and there's no end to this wicked world