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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Savage Hands
Savage Hands
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Marcus Baylis
Andrew Marcus Baylis
Songwriter
Evan McKeever
Evan McKeever
Songwriter
Jayvon Lavelle Green
Jayvon Lavelle Green
Songwriter
Michael Christopher Garrow
Michael Christopher Garrow
Songwriter
Justin Alexander Hein
Justin Alexander Hein
Songwriter
Nathan Patrick O'Brien
Nathan Patrick O'Brien
Songwriter

Lyrics

In a way, I could see it, I knew I felt this coming Can you believe we could fix it? Another perfect painting up on the wall They see it all Tore down the frame We'll all go down in flames Did you think you could save me? I was the only one not knowing And all I have to say Get on your knees and pray that you won't see my face I hope you made some peace with the secrets Know I'll make it even Fake, you always place the blame Now I'm picking up the pieces Making friends with demons Making friends with demons I could see you were distant, you were so controlling like a drug One hit that I never needed You got me high then said goodbye I never thought you would leave Did you think you could save me? I was the only one not knowing And all I have to say Get on your knees and pray that you won't see my face I hope you made some peace with the secrets Know I'll make it even Fake, you always place the blame Now I'm picking up the pieces Making friends with demons Pray that you won't see my face I hope you made some peace with the secrets Know I'll make it even Fake, you always place the blame Now I'm picking up the pieces Making friends with demons Making friends with demons You paint a picture, I burn it You build a bridge, I burn it You bring the petrol, I burn it I swear to god you earned it Just know I'm watching Watching your life go up in flames Your life go up in flames Get on your knees and pray that you won't see my face I hope you made some peace with the secrets You know I'll make it even Fake, you always place the blame Now I'm picking up the pieces Making friends with demons Pray that you won't see my face I hope you made some peace with the secrets Know I'll make it even Fake, you always place the blame Now I'm picking up the pieces Making friends with demons Picking up the pieces Making friends with demons Making friends with demons Making friends with demons
Writer(s): Nathan Patrick O'brien, Justin Alexander Hein, Andrew Marcus Baylis, Michael Christopher Garrow, Evan Mckeever, Jayvon Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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