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Bad with My Hands - The High Strung
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Bad with My Hands The High Strung

Bad with My Hands - The High Strung
You say your heart is broken
You say the sky is split open
You say the sail's unraveled
Along the seams
But I can't sew, I can hardly tie a knot
The top, the bottom, it's falling apart, and I know it's the hits that smart
I know it's a delicate thing for all
But I'll get better, I will practice both my hands until they're strong
Until I'm ambidextrous
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