Mother Mother - Empty Hands lyrics
[Mother Mother - Empty Hands lyrics]
Yeah yeah
I was given these hands
I can make a fist with them
But can’t understand how to get
A grip with all these
People around nothing seems to
Stick with them they’re getting me down and
I pin them insensitive
And they ask me to lend them a hand
I put it out but then they turn my hand down
Oh, why do I take these things
Around my little empty hands, hands?
My empty, empty hands, hands
I was given this heart
I help with it stopping
But, I can’t help it start
Start by just agreeing with the
People at large, how they’re so unappealing
Oh they’re just not that smart
And sometimes it’s endearing
But now when I ask them to lend me a hand
And they just look at me like
I’m some hand-me down gown
Oh, why do I take these things
Around my little empty hands, hands?
My empty, empty hands, hands
I was given these eyes, I can’t see the truth
But, I can feel all the lies
Falling through the roof
They’re making piles and piles
And after I deduce i’d say that lies are in
Style, so it’s safe to assume
That if I ask just if you’d
Care to lend me a hand
You might just say that you do but
Really not give a damn, damn, damn
Oh, why do I take these
Things around my little empty
Why do I take these things
Around my little empty
Oh, why do I take these things
Around my little empty hands, hands?
My empty empty hands, hands yeah
Yeah
I was given these hands
I can make a fist with them
But can’t understand how to get
A grip with all these
People around nothing seems to
Stick with them they’re getting me down and
I pin them insensitive
And they ask me to lend them a hand
I put it out but then they turn my hand down
Oh, why do I take these things
Around my little empty hands, hands?
My empty, empty hands, hands
I was given this heart
I help with it stopping
But, I can’t help it start
Start by just agreeing with the
People at large, how they’re so unappealing
Oh they’re just not that smart
And sometimes it’s endearing
But now when I ask them to lend me a hand
And they just look at me like
I’m some hand-me down gown
Oh, why do I take these things
Around my little empty hands, hands?
My empty, empty hands, hands
I was given these eyes, I can’t see the truth
But, I can feel all the lies
Falling through the roof
They’re making piles and piles
And after I deduce i’d say that lies are in
Style, so it’s safe to assume
That if I ask just if you’d
Care to lend me a hand
You might just say that you do but
Really not give a damn, damn, damn
Oh, why do I take these
Things around my little empty
Why do I take these things
Around my little empty
Oh, why do I take these things
Around my little empty hands, hands?
My empty empty hands, hands yeah
Yeah