paroles de chanson Out of My Hand - Michael Penn

I feel like I'm coming down with it
All the symptoms fit
And I backslide
High on the clock
I don't talk much
When I'm running
On the inside.
Every conclusion reached is out to you
Put on my best face and kid gloves too
Held up the end until it's
Out of my hands
Out of my hands
Out of my hands
And if you tuned in to see blood
It's not a subject that
I surpass in
My mission's been scrubbed
My brain's been washed
Cuz I never was
Your assassin