The Dø - Trustful Hands lyrics
[The Dø - Trustful Hands lyrics]
We are sentimental animals
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity too, oh
Hold on go slow
Lights out let go
Stay put at ease
Breathe out then in
Oh, no, no, no, no there comes chaos
Creatures like me
Easily sucked in
When we dance in disorder
Do I want to make sense at all
No, no, no not this time, it
Comes and goes, comes and goes
Chaos is my second home
I don't mind where I land
As long as I'm in trustful hands
We are sentimental animals
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity too, oh
Burn bridges lose ground
Bite the dust for a while
Where is order when it's needed?
Do I want to make some at all
No, no, no there comes chaos back
Oh, no, no, no, no not this time, it
Comes and goes, comes and goes
Chaos is my second home
I don't mind where I land
As long as I'm in trustful hands
We are sentimental animals
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity too, oh
We are sentimental animals
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity too, oh
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity too, oh
Hold on go slow
Lights out let go
Stay put at ease
Breathe out then in
Oh, no, no, no, no there comes chaos
Creatures like me
Easily sucked in
When we dance in disorder
Do I want to make sense at all
No, no, no not this time, it
Comes and goes, comes and goes
Chaos is my second home
I don't mind where I land
As long as I'm in trustful hands
We are sentimental animals
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity too, oh
Burn bridges lose ground
Bite the dust for a while
Where is order when it's needed?
Do I want to make some at all
No, no, no there comes chaos back
Oh, no, no, no, no not this time, it
Comes and goes, comes and goes
Chaos is my second home
I don't mind where I land
As long as I'm in trustful hands
We are sentimental animals
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity too, oh
We are sentimental animals
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity too, oh