Hold My Hands

Dirty Dike

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    Yo
    That's better
    Yeah

    The sparsely individual, a Dalek in this way of life
    Thinly slice the garlic up and pardon while I make you cry
    Half of what you make is life, the other halfs a blatant lie
    Naked lying cradling the statements that you hate and hide
    I'll celebrate and die, and wear a smile from cheek to cheek for you
    Treat you all as equals through the speakers when I speak to you
    Popping up sporadically, and each release is peekaboo
    I misconstrued the truth a bit before but now I'm neatly tuned
    Almost every demon in my psyche's feeling clean removed
    We hoovered up the bits together, thank you and I mean it too
    Thank you for the deep reviews, and time you spent inside my head
    And thanks for putting up with every self-obsessesive title set
    I show love and vow to, so fucked without you
    Me without your ears is like an old drunk without booze
    Weeping out the years we hold hands and chase the bugs away
    Forever in a state of mass confusion every fucking day

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    Hold my hands, stare into my eyes and talk
    Don't be scared or frightened if you're unprepared to ride to war
    Everybody hides their thoughts, close your eyes, try ignore
    Pissed as fuck or sober I got time for what you're fighting for
    Let me stain your mind some more, everyday's a silent war
    Penetrate the weapons line and elevate to find your core
    And maybe we could reach a peak together in a cloud of hate
    And shake away the powder I'm addicted to around my face

    I magnify the cracks in an attempt to smooth them out with you
    There ain't a single thing apart from that that I've been out to prove
    Except the fact that all I need is love in some amount from you
    I'm sorry, mad apologies for when I run my mouth at you
    I guess I'm tryna teach a bunch of strangers not to talk shit
    And think about the powers we'd possess if we could all switch
    I drink a lot, I guess the balance in my life is wrong
    But why the fuck you gonna buy an album off a viceless nob?
    We need problems, need blemishes and scars
    Need wrong'uns, need venom in our negative remarks
    You're all beautifully crafted, in an emptiness we grasp
    And I thank you forever from the centre of my heart, from
    Me to you, for new street to Pete and Lou
    For Chris, Liz to Neil to Louise, I'm here to speak
    For my parkside, day one family I still have
    Started as a bunch of little scallywags and built that

    Hold my hands, stare into my eyes and talk
    Don't be scared or frightened if you're unprepared to ride to war
    Everybody hides their thoughts, close your eyes, try ignore
    Pissed as fuck or sober I got time for what you're fighting for
    Let me stain your mind some more, everyday's a silent war
    Penetrate the weapons line and elevate to find your core
    And maybe we could reach a peak together in a cloud of hate
    And shake away the powder I'm addicted to around my face

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