Lyrics Peach - Chevelle

Who do you trust now?
They'll take your arms now.
Then take your legs off.
Then take my hands now.
Who do you trust now?
They'll take your arms now.
Then take your legs off.
Then take my hands.
Way out alone, I sat up cold.
Can feel those crooked claws steal hope.
Hey, little man. Little man and grasp,
Little hands steal your taste. Forever golden, now.
Gentlemen, he said, "Just grab that Peach. Who will know?"
Who do you trust? Who do you?
Who do you trust now?
They'll take your arms now.
Then take your legs off.
Then take my hands now.
Who do you trust now?
They'll take your arms now.
Then take your legs off.
Then take my hands now.
Who do you trust? Who do you?
No conscience. No conscience.
This narcissist with his conscious fits.
No conscience. No conscience.
This narcissist with his conscious fits.
Who do you trust now?
They'll take your arms now.
Then take your legs off.
Then take my hands now.
Who do you trust now?
They'll take your arms now.
Then take your legs off.
Then take my hands now.
Who do you trust?
Oh, they'll take my arms.
They'll take your legs out.
They'll take my hands.
They'll take your hands.
Who do you trust?
The narcissist conscience.
The narcissist conscience.
The narcissist conscience.
The narcissist.