Hands Up

Dead Sara

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When you piece it all together
They're just fragments of imagination
Leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up, woo

Hands up, hands up
Hands up, hands up

Pulling the tulips up by the roots
Shaking off the dirt to get a look at you
Throwing the heartache onto the flame
Landing just where my body lay

And I don't believe that look in your eye
Give me a reason to even try

Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up
Yeah, so you can say that you've had enough
Well, I've had enough
As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up
Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up

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Yeah, well, I am
The power to choose and the right to refuse
You said it doesn't matter, but it bothers you
Full-blown panic, you were howling at the Moon
It's hard to forget what you never knew

I don't believe that look in your eye
Saying nothing said it

Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up
Yeah, so you can say that you've had enough
Well, I've had enough
As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up
Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up

And I feel frustration
But I couldn't talk out loud
Clear desperation
I'm blacking out

When you piece it all together
They're just fragments of imagination
Leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up

Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up
Yeah, so you can say that you've had enough
Well, I've had enough
As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up
Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up

Oh, yeah

Song details

Composition: Emily Armstrong, Siouxsie Medley, Sean Friday, and Ryan Blohm y Noah Shain

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