Hand Over Hand

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It's the American dream
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But if you pull on the thread, it's
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 gonna tear at the seam
D                         C
See what I mean? We don't tend to 
scream
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Baby, we just stare at the screen
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Like it's a preacherman up at the 
pulpit
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Some with the scars end up 
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holding the bullwhip
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Another angry kid unloading a full 
clip
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And I could tie a pretty bow on 
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this bullshit
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But let's not lie for another second
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We see the trouble, we're 
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rubberneckin
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No doublecheckin, if it's an issue
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 we have to grapple
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The words are caught in my Adam's
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 apple
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I make my body a happy chapel
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Cause every person's a tabernacle
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But there's no feeling you gotta 
hide
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So let's all pray to the God 
    G
inside, say it now



(Chorus)
      D                            
Never needed a hand til you needed 
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a hand
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You never know how to walk until 
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you understand
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Coulda been anything that you 
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needed to be
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How many more do you want? How many
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 more do you need?
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Still I wish I could break free
          Am          D       C  
It’s that same old simple song I 
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still believe
Am           D           C   G
How many more do we need?
            Am           D
Before it’s hand over hand
C           G
Love over everything



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That’s me with the long arm
                 C                 
Screaming at the top dog, spilling 
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my blood on the cement
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We willing to roll now, sick of 
           C
getting mowed down
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Fuck if I dope now, it’d kill me
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Cause I’d rather be known for the 
dealing
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Than known to be hooked on the 
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feeling
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How many more gotta go now? How 
                  Am    G
many more gotta go down?
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I’ll stand in the rain witcha, 
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just to get a little bit of glimpse
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 of the plain picture
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People need a pinch just to get 
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em to wake up
C                                 
You’ll be in a ditch before I get 
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you to wake up, say it bruh
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Whoever said it wasn’t fair, they
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 was telling the truth
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I’d be a liar if I said there was
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 nothing to prove



{Chorus}



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They say we gotta know our role
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Kiss the bottom of the totem pole
Am                  D
Set goals, and then go for gold
       C                           
But we hibernate and hide inside 
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our gopher holes
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I wanna smoke a bowl, a hand on my 
dick
                C                  
While the other one is busy 
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clicking the remote control
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I'm no Dalai Lama of the sofa but 
               C
I hear I gotta go to
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Where the sinners face the roasting
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 coals
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You say that your heart ain't got 
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no holes, well bitch please
C                           Am   
Let's all admit that we got souls
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 like Swiss cheese
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But wishing isn't gonna fill this 
abyss
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And no hand over hand over fisted 
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riches is fixin what's missing
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If I wanna kill this monotony
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I know the answer is a light that I
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 got in me
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I got no university degree in 
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philosophy
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But I know that every baby's born 
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with the lock and key, say it now