Letra de Picking Up Hands - Quadeca

Touching the ground

Pick up my hands

Then I turn around

Covered in skin

It's that room, it's the wall, it's the poster and all

And the lamp was still swingin' its cord

It's the shadowy weight and the footsteps I take

Made a mark through the dust on the floor

And I saw

My mother's eyes

For the second time

For the second time (Yeah)

Same carpet I crawled in, same bucket I was washed in

I gave all that time to you, I was tryna figure out the faucets

Tall marks on the wall charts, it's the wrong parts gettin' longer

I was standin' so far away, I don't wanna go another day

I— same basket you carried me

I need you there with me, I need you just down the hall

(Just down the hall)

I looked up and down, didn't wanna make a sound

I was so far away, I don't wanna go another day

I trace back the ground, flip my placemat around

Try to call, but the dog runs away from me now

I was starin' at the ceiling, I was fuckin' terrified (Oh God!)

I was tryna get these feelings out, inside, I'm paralyzed

Same old tree, seen it all peeking through the blinds

I can't do it, how I used to climb, gravity been getting used to my weight

Same carpet I crawled in, same bucket I was washed in

I gave all that time to you, I was tryna figure out the faucets

Tall marks on the wall charts, it's the wrong parts gettin' longer

I was standin' so far away, I don't wanna go another day

I— the same basket you carried me

I need you there with me, I need you just down the hall

(Just down the hall)

Follow me closely

I wanna know the place you've been

Lazarus skin

Picked up my hands

It's that room, it's the wall, it's the poster and all

And the lamp was still swinging its cord

It's the shadowy weight and the footsteps I take

Made a mark through the dust on the floor

And I saw

Another light

Under your door

Not like before

It's that room, it's the wall, it's the poster and all

And the lamp was still swinging its cord

(Follow me closely)

It's the shadowy weight and the footsteps I take

Made a mark through the dust on the floor

(I wanna know the place you've been)

Made a mark through the dust on the floor

And I saw

Another light

Under your door

Not like before)

By this point, I thought I would have answers

I thought that was the universal consolation prize

To say, "Thanks for playing, this is what the game was", you know?

Unspoken agreements that make perfect sense until you say them out loud

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