I was hoping I would find you hear
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but instead I found myself struck dumb
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by the ease with which you could say no
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and you can¡¯t shoot me my hands are up
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my hands are where you can see
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and you can trust me my hands are up
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my hands are up for all to see
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and I know you meant no harm to me
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but it feels like cold hands round my neck
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getting tighter with each draw of breath
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and I¡¯m walking with my hands above my head
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it¡¯s what you said
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it¡¯s how you wanted it to be
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don¡¯t ask me why
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Hands Up!
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Hell Is For Heroes |