Handsy
Lincoln Lutz
You hold my hand
Like it's for business
Because there's pleasure in the pain behind you.
You feel timeless
And you will ask me are we cool and I will say my friend, but not as cool as you
Once I get used to the questions that you'll never cease to ask I'll slowly realize that good things like these are never built to last
So show me a sign and I'll show you a sad coincidence
and show me something beautiful
I'll show you the risk of losing it.