The Hand With Inherited Rings by Dead To Me
The Hand With Inherited Rings lyrics
Her hair is falling out again, you�re sitting there and you are wondering,
What to do knowing you can�t change a thing
She�s gonna force a little smile, buy only after a little while,
Saving strength for some other time.
Back when we saw you not paying attention to us
We didn�t care
A crowd of six just sat and stared at our hands
Now every time your telephone rings, You�re afraid of the news it brings
Knowing that soon comes the worst
So you offer her company and hold her hand with inherited rings,
Share a bed, and maybe some laughs
Back when we saw you not paying attention to us
We didn�t care
A crowd of six just sat and stared at our hands
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