Sometimes hands off is what's best when
I can't keep, I can't keep from kneading my mind
Love to feel sorry for myself, or do I?
Why would I? Yes, yes, I am strong
My friends say that everything's my fault
Maybe I need better friends
I just want to hurry back home and play "Candyman"
S'morning I looked at myself in the mirror
And my family boldly stared back
Tastes smells that formed me, my mother
Her brown eyes spoke proudly through my hazel bones
Each night in the black, dewy ink I nod
As memories slowly clock in
Diplomats unwinding in their only home
My friends say that everything's my fault
Maybe I need better friends
I just want to hurry back home and play "Candyman"
Kate Koenig - Hazel Bones Lyrics
Kate Koenig - Hazel Bones Lyrics
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Sometimes hands off is what's best when
I can't keep, I can't keep from kneading my mind
Love to feel sorry for myself, or do I?
Why would I? Yes, yes, I am strong
My friends say that everything's my fault
Maybe I need better friends
I just want to hurry back home and play "Candyman"
S'morning I looked at myself in the mirror
And my family boldly stared back
Tastes smells that formed me, my mother
Her brown eyes spoke proudly through my hazel bones
Each night in the black, dewy ink I nod
As memories slowly clock in
Diplomats unwinding in their only home
My friends say that everything's my fault
Maybe I need better friends
I just want to hurry back home and play "Candyman"
I can't keep, I can't keep from kneading my mind
Love to feel sorry for myself, or do I?
Why would I? Yes, yes, I am strong
My friends say that everything's my fault
Maybe I need better friends
I just want to hurry back home and play "Candyman"
S'morning I looked at myself in the mirror
And my family boldly stared back
Tastes smells that formed me, my mother
Her brown eyes spoke proudly through my hazel bones
Each night in the black, dewy ink I nod
As memories slowly clock in
Diplomats unwinding in their only home
My friends say that everything's my fault
Maybe I need better friends
I just want to hurry back home and play "Candyman"
Writer: Kate Koenig
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