Cursed hands
Never been the one
To get it right
Straight at the first try
Tought myself resolve
How to grow
And how to recover
Made me realize
No one cares about what you pray for
What a wonderful life
Burning out from 9 to 5
Push me down into the dirt again
I will greet the ground as a familiar friend
Watch me try once more
Though I am no stranger
To the numbing fear of failure
Strangled by the hands of
God
Strangled by the hands of
God
Cut them off
Spare me with your delusion
Of equal opportunity
While you're born
In a cradle made of gold
You don't know
Sacrifice
Never been
Dependent on
The hands of fate
So low
The hope to find
Some peace of mind
Compromised
The will to find
Some joy in live
A smiling face is your disguise
Try to hide your selfish mind
You never fear the fall
If you don't know the ground
You build your throne
On the back of
Thousand broken dreams
And pay nothing back
But false hope
Oh
Push me down into the dirt again
I will greet the ground as a familiar friend
Push me down into the dirt again
I will greet the ground as a familiar friend
Watch me try once more
Though I am no stranger
To the numbing fear of failure