Songtext zu 'Hold My Hands' von Dirty Dike

Yo
That's better
Yeah

The sparsely individual, a Dalek in this way of life
Thinly slice the garlic up and pardon while I make you cry
Half of what you make is life, the other halfs a blatant lie
Naked lying cradling the statements that you hate and hide
I'll celebrate and die, and wear a smile from cheek to cheek for you
Treat you all as equals through the speakers when I speak to you
Popping up sporadically, and each release is peekaboo
I misconstrued the truth a bit before but now I'm neatly tuned
Almost every demon in my psyche's feeling clean removed
We hoovered up the bits together, thank you and I mean it too
Thank you for the deep reviews, and time you spent inside my head
And thanks for putting up with every self-obsessesive title set
I show love and vow to, so fucked without you
Me without your ears is like an old drunk without booze
Weeping out the years we hold hands and chase the bugs away
Forever in a state of mass confusion every fucking day

Hold my hands, stare into my eyes and talk
Don't be scared or frightened if you're unprepared to ride to war
Everybody hides their thoughts, close your eyes, try ignore
Pissed as fuck or sober I got time for what you're fighting for
Let me stain your mind some more, everyday's a silent war
Penetrate the weapons line and elevate to find your core
And maybe we could reach a peak together in a cloud of hate
And shake away the powder I'm addicted to around my face

I magnify the cracks in an attempt to smooth them out with you
There ain't a single thing apart from that that I've been out to prove
Except the fact that all I need is love in some amount from you
I'm sorry, mad apologies for when I run my mouth at you
I guess I'm tryna teach a bunch of strangers not to talk shit
And think about the powers we'd possess if we could all switch
I drink a lot, I guess the balance in my life is wrong
But why the fuck you gonna buy an album off a viceless nob?
We need problems, need blemishes and scars
Need wrong'uns, need venom in our negative remarks
You're all beautifully crafted, in an emptiness we grasp
And I thank you forever from the centre of my heart, from
Me to you, for new street to Pete and Lou
For Chris, Liz to Neil to Louise, I'm here to speak
For my parkside, day one family I still have
Started as a bunch of little scallywags and built that

Hold my hands, stare into my eyes and talk
Don't be scared or frightened if you're unprepared to ride to war
Everybody hides their thoughts, close your eyes, try ignore
Pissed as fuck or sober I got time for what you're fighting for
Let me stain your mind some more, everyday's a silent war
Penetrate the weapons line and elevate to find your core
And maybe we could reach a peak together in a cloud of hate
And shake away the powder I'm addicted to around my face