Evan Hill - Numb Hands

At the top of his hill you got a dad who popped a lot of pills
Mans will get shot up for real but he's not one to steal
No respect, filled with neglect and probably not real
Got too much on his mind it's only his hands he cannot feel
At the top of his hill you got a dad who popped a lot of pills
Mans will get shot up for real but he's not one to steal
No respect, filled with neglect and probably not real
Got too much on his mind it's only his hands he cannot feel
Okay my hands are numb I cannot hold yours
Don't want to touch you my hands are cold and sore
Do the rings on your fingers weigh your hand down?
Does your chain keep you from holding your head high?
Whoa
Been patient ever since a young kid waiting for my mom to get home
It was never safe with my dad and that's why I tried never to be alone
The older I got the more and more he tried to get me on his side
My brother always knew what was going on cause he watched with distant eyes
See my brother never liked my dad so when he watched from afar it was with despise
My brother knew that whenever my dad said he loved him it was a lie
Every time I think of my mom, my brother, and my dad I think about that one night
The one night that both my mom and my brother could've died
It was a cold night and my brother and I were just tryna go home
We was at my dad's house and my mom was supposed to come pick us up but nah nah it ain't that easy no more
See my dad did a lot of drugs and his brain didn't work like yours does
He loved me so much he thought a life with just me and him would be more fun
He didn't like the fact that I had to leave out the door so
He walked to his room and walked back out but this time he was holding a gun
At the top of his hill you got a dad who popped a lot of pills
Mans will get shot up for real but he's not one to steal
No respect, filled with neglect and probably not real
Got too much on his mind it's only his hands he cannot feel
At the top of his hill you got a dad who popped a lot of pills
Mans will get shot up for real but he's not one to steal
No respect, filled with neglect and probably not real
Got too much on his mind it's only his hands he cannot feel
My mom had to call the police after my brother sent her a text
Thank God he had his phone on him cause they both coulda been dead
Now I have to live the rest of my life with that image in my head
I feel like I'm turning into some sort of form of my dad every time I'm stressed
Every time I take a Tylenol I feel like I'm turning into him and no-
-matter the size of the pill I can barely ever get it down my throat
My worst fear is looking in the mirror and reminding myself of him
He's the reason I think I'm a disgrace every time I try to get lit
I hate myself every time I see his smile on my face
I hate myself every time I think I have one of his traits
Every time I hurt the people I love I blame it on my dad
He taught me not to take responsibility and look how I fired back
I can't possibly be worse than him but I'm only seventeen
I swear she had nightmares every time she dreamt of me
My thoughts won't stop and that's why I'm writing this song
If it helps other people out then I guess I can't do no wrong
I wrote a song about me killing myself by being hung and
I know I've gotten better cause now I deal with pain with numb hands
Numb hands
Numb hands

Written by:
Evan Hill

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