Letra de Gratitude - IDLES

I was having visions of

Ten million ways to die

I was having visions of

Ten people that might cry

I forgot the path I'm on

Forgot to sing my song

So karma paid

Now, no righteous hand will hold

The stories I have told

So I will say

That gratitude

Cuts through

My veins

I hold my hand up and I say

That gratitude

Cuts through

My veins

I hold my hand up and I'm awake

More old bloody murder from

A bastard's old cake hole

Ripped up cuticles

And moron's wistful

And acid to wash my soul

Doomsayer's swords

And lies for you lores

He crippled the mason's shake

I'm soft to the core

I'll die before bored

Held fingers does not a man make

That gratitude

Cuts through

My veins

I hold my hand up and I say

That gratitude

Cuts through

My veins

I hold my hand up and I'm awake

Hold my hands up

And thank you

Gratitude

Hold my hands up (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

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