Hole in My Hand
Holding my hand
Holding my hand
Holding my hand

Don’t know why they raise their hands against me
But I was sold on fallacy
In the forest in the sea
I go wild
Built this ship with solar rock
Hello body
How will I hold her form
In my dreams

Holding my hand
Holding my hand
Holding my hand
Holding my hand

Are there other ways to understand
I will pull you into this soldier’s soaking shoe
My worried shoe
My troubled shoes
She’s holding my hand
Holding my hand
Holding my hand
Holding my hand

Will anybody see
All of my bodies
Fallen inside this soldier’s eyes
But her mouth is so wide
Melancholy genocide

I’m holding her hand
Holding her hand
Holding her hand
Holding her hand

Keep on bailing baby
Your daddies sadness
His damn back is aching
Mummy scold him for his shoe
Lost its soul in the sea
Oh my baby