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broken hands - cole jackson (ca) lyrics

[intro]
oh wait no you’re taking a video
don’t make me look stupid like that
sounds good buddy
are you gonna do it?
you only look, you only look stupid if you don’t do it
‘kay, but was that chick that took a video of us actually taking a video of us?

[verse 1]
i wish you could see it
the way i used to be
it, wasn’t a secret
a beacon on the ceiling
bright for no specific reason
vowed to keep it clean and
this allegiance had a meaning
man, you wouldn’t believe it
it was an achievement
to feelings half as recent
it, sounds like a dream and
think, the following sequence
grieving in my evenings
trite agreement for convеnience
but, therе’s no cohesion
joy came to completion
[chorus]
half the man i used to be
don’t have a plan all new to me
broken hands will write with ease
to no demands when will i see?
half the man i used to be
don’t have a plan all new to me
broken hands will write with ease
to all demands

[verse 2]
where does this leave me?
i’ve touched upon it briefly
but, to speak it freely
peachy in demeanor
might be sick without a fever
so, it isn’t easy
wish i could make this funny
then you would listen to me
i think i’m greedy
i want it all completely
never making any treaties
from waititi now to fiji
in the shadows now it’s sunny
in philly graffiti weekly
miss me carefree?
guess i’ll disagree
[chorus]
half the man i used to be
don’t have a plan all new to me
broken hands will write with ease
to no demands when will i see?
half the man i used to be
don’t have a plan all new to me
broken hands will write with ease
to all demands

[verse 3]
feel like it’s over
i want to hold composure
lowered, to feeling sober
my mood is always polar
like gopher’s exposed to solar
what? what… nah
enough of that
my own thoughts attack
intentions are backed
by misguided tact
i ask why is that?
take it all away
my whole life displayed
in words all crocheted
to stray from dismay
enough of the eloquence
my mental means more than this
write like there’s a crowd here to cheer for my healthiness
so while in retrospect there’s a time that’s more free
i failed to intercept to do anything for me
[chorus]
half the man i used to be
don’t have a plan all new to me
broken hands will write with ease
to no demands when will i see?
half the man i used to be
don’t have a plan all new to me
broken hands will write with ease
to all dema*

[outro]
you better stay in your lane
you’ve only begun your pain
however i used to play
i promise for no more games

- cole jackson ca lyrics

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