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letra de give me your hand (baby in a backpack) - dan bull

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[intro: dan bull]
give me your hand in spirit
give me your hand in flesh
give me your hand in living life
give me your hand in death
give me your hand in grief
give me your hand in grace
give me your hand in relief
give me your hand in faith

[chorus: the stupendium]
baby in a backpack
but the pack is on the front, so it’s a bum bag
but the bag is higher up and on a chest strap
norman reedus got that baby
in what’s basically a backpack

[verse 1: dan bull]
this grey place is
full of grey faces
day changes to night
tonight, then they’ll change places
strange cases
of unexplained traces
of our saving grace we remain gracious
it’s in our innate natures
so we may just make it
through the acres of aches and pains for ages
and if it wasn’t for the aegis of fate
we’d be just pieces of meat on a plate
but we’re so much more
when we climb and then find what we look for
for the razor’s as fine as a tiger’s claw
while the rain in the sky just pours

[pre-chorus: dan bull]
give me your hand in humility
give me your hand in fear
give me your hand in fragility
give me your hand in tears
give me your hand in candour
give me your hand in pain
give me your hand in the baking sun
and give me your hand in the rain

[chorus: the stupendium]
baby in a backpack
but the pack is on the front, so it’s a bum bag
but the bag is higher up and on a chest strap
norman reedus got that baby
in what’s basically a backpack

[verse 2: dan bull]
this rain won’t wash away our sins
whether committed before today or since
but all your virtues that you were choosing to hurt you
they are cleansed
death usurped life’s throne, overthrown
overgrown, overdosed, obey your prince
human nature’s a frail thing
like a day-old infant, pale-skinned
building bridges, building bridges
wielding kids, revealing rifts
in the peeling edges of the fabric
of what’s real in the tilt-shift pictures
the gods are jilted, it just feels ridiculous
filled with wickedness
realness wilting with willful ignorance
real talk, it will steal your innocence

[pre-chorus: dan bull]
give me your hand in panic
give me your hand in haste
i know you can handle yourself, but d-mn it
just give me your hand in case
give me your hand in hope
give me your hand in despair
give me your hand, i’ll hand you the rope
you can hang with me or hang there

[chorus: the stupendium]
baby in a backpack
but the pack is on the front, so it’s a bum bag
but the bag is higher up and on a chest strap
norman reedus got that baby
in what’s basically a backpack

[verse 3: dan bull]
death stranding
grabbing necks, strangling
out of breath, panting
sweat glands in effect and every hair standing up
headbanging like an egg scrambling
dismantling the myth
phantom in the midst
ambience, this anthem is a hit
and so i suggest
that you better get dancing
to the best d-mn thing ever
this planet has left in its habitat
the actual sonic manifestation of a panic attack
dismantling the tabernacle of rational thought
everything that’s ever happened has warped
there’s a tap at the door
you better answer it, it’s an evangelist
bearing a m-n-script
and if he’s left hanging for a little too long
there’ll be death stranding, you’ll be gone

[pre-chorus: dan bull]
give me your hand in dignity
give me your hand in doubt
give me a hand in giving me
whatever gifts you’re handing out
give me your hand in sorrow
give me your hand and say
that you’ll give me your hand tomorrow
once you give me your hand today

[chorus: the stupendium]
baby in a backpack
but the pack is on the front, so it’s a bum bag
but the bag is higher up and on a chest strap
norman reedus got that baby
in what’s basically a backpack

- dan bull

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