Blistered hands they work so damn hard
Everyday everyday I try so hard
I put the pieces together to watch them fall
Blistered hands they work so damn hard
Everything is lost in my eyes
Turned to black and now you cry
These blistered hands they work so damn hard
Day after day I try
Pieces break they crash they tumble to the floor
These blistered hands they work so damn hard
Everything is lost in my eyes
Turned to black and now you cry
But by your own hands these crows take flight
And everything is dead to these eyes
Everything is dead in these eyes
Turned to black and now you cry
But by your own hands the crows take flight
And everything is dead in these eyes
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Blistered hands they work so damn hard
Everyday everyday I try so hard
I put the pieces together to watch them fall
Blistered hands they work so damn hard
Everything is lost in my eyes
Turned to black and now you cry
These blistered hands they work so damn hard
Day after day I try
Pieces break they crash they tumble to the floor
These blistered hands they work so damn hard
Everything is lost in my eyes
Turned to black and now you cry
But by your own hands these crows take flight
And everything is dead to these eyes
Everything is dead in these eyes
Turned to black and now you cry
But by your own hands the crows take flight
And everything is dead in these eyes
Everyday everyday I try so hard
I put the pieces together to watch them fall
Blistered hands they work so damn hard
Everything is lost in my eyes
Turned to black and now you cry
These blistered hands they work so damn hard
Day after day I try
Pieces break they crash they tumble to the floor
These blistered hands they work so damn hard
Everything is lost in my eyes
Turned to black and now you cry
But by your own hands these crows take flight
And everything is dead to these eyes
Everything is dead in these eyes
Turned to black and now you cry
But by your own hands the crows take flight
And everything is dead in these eyes
Writer: Steven Cauchi
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