Dub On My Hands

In my life, wasted
Opinion, distracted
Basically growing like vegetable
Stowing the secret I already know
One victim, reaction
Waiting, wasting

I sit on the table
My life in a blink
My head is revolting
I shudder to think
I sit on my hands

You've taken my silence as total compliance
How could you feel any other way?
I'm spending my life and you're reading my lines out
Why did I tell you how I play it?
Wondering what if i crashed into feeling
Could I get away with it?

You've stolen my wallet with all of my soul in it
Picking my pieces and pissing in my pocket
I like you we can't see
I wish i could wake up
You've stolen my wallet with all of my soul in it
Picking my pieces and pissing in my pocket

Sit on my hands
I sit on my hands

How could you feel any other way?
I'm spending my life and you're reading my lines out
Why did I tell you how I play it?

You've taken my silence as total compliance
How could you feel any other way?
Wondering what if I crashed into silence
Could i get away with it

I like you