Head in Your Hands Songtext
von D.I.D.
Head in Your Hands Songtext
If there′
S a hole where your heart was don'
T put your head in your hands ah when every crack in the pavement is a tomb somehow ah i see a breath on the window don′
T be a fool come inside ah someone'
S always gonna steal your heart and no one'
S gonna be there in the end there′
S nothing you can do to change your childhood there′
S nothing you can do to raise the dead someone'
S always gonna steal your heart and no one′
S gonna be there in the end there'
S nothing you can do to change your childhood if there′
S a hole where your heart was don'
T be a wreck be a friend ah you′
Ve got your childhood to blame but we were born to be failures ah someone'
S always gonna steal your heart and no one'
S gonna be there in the end there′
S nothing you can do to change your childhood there′
S nothing you can do to raise the dead someone'
S always gonna steal your heart and no one′
S gonna be there in the end there'
S nothing you can do to change your childhood there′
S nothing you can do to raise the dead someone'
S always gonna steal your heart and no one′
S gonna be there in the end there'
S nothing you can do to change your childhood there'
S nothing you can do to raise the dead the dead yeah the dead the dead
S a hole where your heart was don'
T put your head in your hands ah when every crack in the pavement is a tomb somehow ah i see a breath on the window don′
T be a fool come inside ah someone'
S always gonna steal your heart and no one'
S gonna be there in the end there′
S nothing you can do to change your childhood there′
S nothing you can do to raise the dead someone'
S always gonna steal your heart and no one′
S gonna be there in the end there'
S nothing you can do to change your childhood if there′
S a hole where your heart was don'
T be a wreck be a friend ah you′
Ve got your childhood to blame but we were born to be failures ah someone'
S always gonna steal your heart and no one'
S gonna be there in the end there′
S nothing you can do to change your childhood there′
S nothing you can do to raise the dead someone'
S always gonna steal your heart and no one′
S gonna be there in the end there'
S nothing you can do to change your childhood there′
S nothing you can do to raise the dead someone'
S always gonna steal your heart and no one′
S gonna be there in the end there'
S nothing you can do to change your childhood there'
S nothing you can do to raise the dead the dead yeah the dead the dead
Writer(s): Robert James Milton, Lawrence Frederick Cole, Josiah Peter George Harrison Willder, Robert James White, Lawrence Henry William Libor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com