Hand You've Been Dealt - Hawser

TELL ME SOMETHING ‘BOUT THE HURT THAT YOU FELT

AND THE HAND YOU‘VE BEEN DEALT

AND THE ABYSS THAT YOU DWELT IN

TELL ME ALL ABOUT THE THINGS THAT YOU LOST

AND THE UNTHINKABLE COST OF A LIFE HELD IN CONTEMPT

HOW YOU BROKE IT‘S FINGERS IN PURE DISGRACE

HOW YOU GOT RID OF YOUR SPINE AND YOU SPIT IN IT‘S FACE

DON‘T NEED YOU AND YOUR ‘I‘M FINES‘

YOU TREADED OVER ME BUT I‘M STILL ALIVE

ALIVE AND WELL, MY OWN LIVING HELL

OVER A FROZEN SOUL YOU CAN‘T HOLD YOUR SPELL, WITCH

NOW TELL ME SOMETHING ‘BOUT THE REAL YOU

THE ONE THAT BATHED IN PERFECTION AND WAS NEVER TRUE THE ONE WHO SEVERED ALL

THE COMPOUND TIES

WITH REALITY AND SEEING THROUGH CLEAR EYES

BRAG ABOUT THE HARDSHIPS THAT YOU NEVER FELT

GOOD INTENTIONS ONLY CAME FROM THE HAND YOU‘VE BEEN DEALT

SO FUCK YOU