Glass Divide - The Hand

Idle hands close on your neck
Devil's on my back again
Scratch itch strike that match again
This is how I make amends

Deliverance
From my civil side
I wanna show you why

I'm, no
Saint, no
Savior
Cross me I'll
Take the hand
Of vengeance
And ill bring it right down on you

Driven, right off of the ledge
Giving, all that you've taken, south
Hatchet, sharpening the edge
Buried, all up in your back now

What's been waiting in the dark
'Neath the skin howling bygones
Dining with the dead and done

And now
I send it back to you
I send it back to you
I send it back to you

Feed it again
All I've shed
What I've bled
Perverted in
My primal justice

Driven, right off of the ledge
Giving, all that you've taken, south
Hatchet, sharpening the edge
Buried, all up in your back

Damn the bridges
Burn them down

There's a
Place where
I dare
And I will my
Self to
Enter
Nightmares

Fair is
Fiction's
Victim

And I will
Myself to
Cut in

Take care
Of business
Forgiveness
Pull trigger
Expire

All this fueled by your hate
Now it's too late

Idle hands close on your neck
Devil's on my back again
Scratch itch strike that match again
This is how I make amends
This is how I make amends
This is how I make amends
This is how I make amends
This is how I make amends

Written by:
Evan Valente, Matt Lugo, Mike DeMasi, Mike Mones, PJ Morell

Publisher:
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