Bored Hands
from Quasi-Hymns, Murder-Ballads, and Tales of How the Hero Died by Stagbriar
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lyrics
Bored hands in a hurry to stay.
Lord, I pray I’m not a self-addressed note
or a boat in a parking lot.
And I know that your fingers are tied up,
but what if I offered you sacred lands?
Do you think you could break your hands?
Height of hope like a mountain gone black.
Does he cast his love like a shadow
into the pedal’s very veins?
And if I gave all my life to the falling-out,
I’d tape up my mouth and tie my temples to the tracks.
So do you want control?
‘Cause I don’t need control.
Somebody save my soul.
So, tell your friends you had enough.
Tell those fools ya pulled away
while I pushed my luck.
Tied down and wired;
chewed my strings and threw my things into the truck.
Cold feet in a hurry to go.
Oh honey, I hope I’m not a self-addressed note
or a place for your bones to rot.
And I know that your fingers are tied up,
but what if I offered you sacred lands?
Do you think you could break your hands?
Lord, I pray I’m not a self-addressed note
or a boat in a parking lot.
And I know that your fingers are tied up,
but what if I offered you sacred lands?
Do you think you could break your hands?
Height of hope like a mountain gone black.
Does he cast his love like a shadow
into the pedal’s very veins?
And if I gave all my life to the falling-out,
I’d tape up my mouth and tie my temples to the tracks.
So do you want control?
‘Cause I don’t need control.
Somebody save my soul.
So, tell your friends you had enough.
Tell those fools ya pulled away
while I pushed my luck.
Tied down and wired;
chewed my strings and threw my things into the truck.
Cold feet in a hurry to go.
Oh honey, I hope I’m not a self-addressed note
or a place for your bones to rot.
And I know that your fingers are tied up,
but what if I offered you sacred lands?
Do you think you could break your hands?
credits
from Quasi-Hymns, Murder-Ballads, and Tales of How the Hero Died,
released May 10, 2013
Words and Music written by Alex and Emily McCollum
Words and Music written by Alex and Emily McCollum
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Stagbriar Columbia, South Carolina
Indie-rock band from Columbia, SC. Led by siblings Alex & Emily McCollum.
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