The Hand That Holds You Songtext
von Robert Pollard

The hand that holds you
Makes you into injury
Only wants to hold you down

The hand that holds you
Baits you when it nears you
Eyes in all the world around

Waiting in a mirror
Hiding in the nearest lounge

Found you a true lover
Ground you if you get around

Now we go out drinking
Expose you now
Down and out
No pity and cold
Shaken alive
Can you really move on


Now you say you′re locked in a tower
Only going to take you down
With the night all around
Until you run and you're gone

The hand that holds you
Only wants to lead you
Only for it brings you down

The hand that has you
Claims that it knows you

Found you out before you could hide
Now you′re buried inside
Can you really move on

But maybe it won't keep you much longer
What doesn't kill you makes you strong
And you shuffle along
Until you′re gone
And you run

From the hand that holds you
From the hand that holds you

From the hand that holds you


Waiting in the mirror
All becoming clearer now
Made you its possession
Sealed with your confession