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Gigantic Hands | Skiplines – Single

Gigantic Hands | Skiplines – Single

Started this late last night and wrapped it up this morning. Just a single track with lyrics. It will not make the mix-tape RXMT.
The lyrics are clean as most of my latest stuff is with a few exceptions. More on that later.

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Where did I learn behavior my learned beahvior ruined innocent turned rancid terminator trying to kill myself it’s impervious buying the burn it down and catch the roof on fire let it burn x3 down
get my what I earned debt high no concern that’s right no return my investment time is wasting making impression I’m a good man with learned lessons make blessings out of curses wrestling the burst in the door throttled to the floorsee over the dashboard as I go toward a goal catch wind of it gone so I’m in hot pursuit
not reduced any less than bought those shoes to walk then run a box of chocolates forest gump and watch him break outta what kept him from that speed his feet traveled the path deep into no going back floating that raft going the going gone drawn on throwing life jackets bon voyage on a maiden voyage unsinkable as any titanic against a
HOOK
Gigantic hand in it all keep the beat going if I let it and no slap hands hot hands HIs and not my way captain and stoaway but it help for me to accept my regret and mis-step along with a
Gigantic hand in it all keep the beat going if I let it and no slap hands hot hands HIs and not my way captain and stoaway but it help for me to accept my regret and mis-step along with Him
v.2
Trouble disrupted a number of functions running a muk nothing done preventing the unrelenting come undone under it all from happening anymore as in never again beheading my temperment tempered that is my temper which I’m tempted and in contemp of defense in bloodshed and this day you will be with me in paradise when I die praying God help me to fight the dark nights alone inside and beside myself Like I always say be me and I with these true to myself
if doing anything at all strune all over the lawn like TP halloween cleaning up beam me up scotty out of the shotty alegerbra miscalculated out in the cold this wasn’t what I was sold but no return on the surface what I was told is beside the point disappoint this adored my gorgeous afford the purchase learned it was worth it during the tested my purity these dirty jeans clean hands of it and washed feet like my washed away sin and a
HOOK
Gigantic hand in it all keep the beat going if I let it and no slap hands hot hands HIs and not my way captain and stoaway but it help for me to accept my regret and mis-step along with a
Gigantic hand in it all keep the beat going if I let it and no slap hands hot hands HIs and not my way captain and stoaway but it help for me to accept my regret and mis-step along with Him
v.3
but do I get second chances is it in the plans promised to with faith doing the make the most a Holy Ghost haunting my haunted honor my belong to God and no weapons formed against me except for those waged against my soul in order of stumble corners the humble take it on put my armor and a sword of the spirit killing all them reeling my weak flesh reliving my deepest tempest recieving a sentence life in this sweat of my brow and tears down here and now
arrival a spiraled out oblivious how it all fall down call help out my person in hurting collision with turning into the turn over steer and under heel muster faith assunder healing blundered my way into a plundered pirated stumbled
hiereglyph wonder the written it’s meaning translated it’s reading in ancient beings seeing God rent the veil behind the tell my people God is alive I am that I am strive with ma n but not forever send a cover sin with a
Gigantic hand in it all keep the beat going if I let it and no slap hands hot hands HIs and not my way captain and stoaway but it help for me to accept my regret and mis-step along with a
Gigantic hand in it all keep the beat going if I let it and no slap hands hot hands HIs and not my way captain and stoaway but it help for me to accept my regret and mis-step along with Him
v.4
where I’m leaving off with these I’m long written on the same arm as the heart I wear on it tear on it share honest dare I’m offered what I lost compared to what I got for not sticking around the scene of the crime hit and run bitten on by a whipser love but a little of both and the other won temporarily the battle but not the war bitter after the storm what it tore like dorothy not in kansas anymore and the house fell on a half man and witches brew

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