Get Yr Hands Out Of My Grave Songtext
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Does absence make the heart grow fonder?
Oh, this time you're wrong,
That question i asked,how long does this cost?
While beaten by self resurges,
My mid recalls,
We cheated the blind, the most buttress of all, hey.
The lines of battle, could have been drawn two years ago,
But where were you? Get your hands out of my grave.
There is no future, there is just one long past,
Oh, this time you're wrong,
That question i asked,how long does this cost?
While beaten by self resurges,
My mid recalls,
We cheated the blind, the most buttress of all, hey.
The lines of battle, could have been drawn two years ago,
But where were you? Get your hands out of my grave.
There is no future, there is just one long past,
But i won't cry, i'll pretend like i don't mind.
Does absence make the heart grow fonder,
Oh, this time you're wrong,
That question i asked,how long does this cost?
While beaten by self resurges,
My mid recalls,
We cheated the blind, the most buttress of all.
The only message is the one that never gets through,
It's only lies, seems to me it's only lies.
You were drawn to me, but i'll never be drawn to you,
And you know why, get your hands out of my grave.
Does absence make the heart grow fonder,
Oh, this time you're wrong,
That question i asked,how long does this cost?
While beaten by self resurges,
My mid recalls,
We cheated the blind, the most buttress of all.
The only message is the one that never gets through,
It's only lies, seems to me it's only lies.
You were drawn to me, but i'll never be drawn to you,
And you know why, get your hands out of my grave.
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