SHARED ARMS LYRICS

"Collective"

Put out your hands.
I’m sharp-set again, begging.
”Don’t bite the hand that feeds you, boy”.
But I don’t chew. I swallow whole.
So what’s it gonna be? Left or right?

When your skin started peeling, and it just
wasn’t healing, I got me a feeling,
that I might outlive you before I forgive you.

Leave your collection to me.
All that I know is all that I owe.
Leave your collection to me.
Burn up the will, and send me the bill tonight.

Not everything’s so pretty in black and white.
And the gloss ain’t gonna last, and the frames not right.

It’s just something that I happened to snap at the right time.
One day I know it’ll finally get dusty.
Not for a long time.

Eyes the colour and essence of envy.
Almost blind, but I see you so clearly.
Open eyes. All the time.

“Don’t bite the hand that feeds you, boy”.
But I don’t chew.
Yeah my skin started peeling
And it just wasn’t healing,
So I got me a feeling
That you might outlive me before
you forgive me tonight.

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