Paroles de Crooked Hands

Business is slow when you're on your knees You embrace the fear of god True foundations stand stronger weather Will not disregard or let it rest Even if my chest seized up, i’d make it to the end As my lungs, fill with tar, il never make amends Dear sender, i didn't know you, our time is precious, It's torn between us Preserve the old, abort the new, no elegies, taken with you When all is said, when all is done, i'l hold myself in humility - When vultures come, to pick your bones, What is said for worth? Legible to play the priest With his wealth of lies Slight of hand, so slight of hand.. Guilty to be judged Business is slow when you're on your knees You embrace the fear of god True foundations stand stronger weather Will not disregard or let it rest Will not let it rest I have lost the words to say “nothing left” Stay true to what you are in the end Everything ends..