Keep Your Hands Up

I wanna reach in for you Keep your hands up Find you in a bottled sleep My kind of luck I wanna reach into you Can't fuck all this shit up Find you in a bottled dream Asking where did I run But I didn't run I didn't run Cut me out then Come cut me out Cut me out then Come cut me out Cut me out Come cut me out then I wanna reach in for you Keep your hand up While we talk slow on the bottom step My kind of luck I wanna reach into you Make up for all I've done Find you in a bottled sleep Asking where did I run But I didn't run I didn't run Cut me out then Come cut me out Cut me out then Come cut me out Cut me out Come cut me out then Cut me out Come cut me out then