How To Handle A Rope by Queens Of The Stone Age
Artist: Queens Of The Stone Age
Album: Queens Of The Stone Age
Queens Of The Stone Age Queens Of The Stone Age How To Handle A Rope
Too late to think and filter anymore
A bitter pill to swallow...maybe you're
In a blanket haze of Ephedrine
I'm wondering where the hell you been
So come on and right this wrong
A bitter pill to swallow...maybe you're
In a blanket haze of Ephedrine
I'm wondering where the hell you been
So come on and right this wrong
You've got it all right
You've got a feelin'
I'd rather open up my wrists - let it go
You've got it all right
You've gotta feelin'
There's devils and ropes around your neck
Cursing them all
And you can't hear it...can't hear it
You've got a feelin'
I'd rather open up my wrists - let it go
You've got it all right
You've gotta feelin'
There's devils and ropes around your neck
Cursing them all
And you can't hear it...can't hear it
Ain't got a mind to deal with anymore
Sabateur, infiltrator and maybe more
If you're not blind and dead
Then how can we pollute your head?
So come on and right this wrong
Sabateur, infiltrator and maybe more
If you're not blind and dead
Then how can we pollute your head?
So come on and right this wrong
I got it all right
I gotta feelin'
You'd rather open up your wrists - let it go
I got it all right
Yeah I got a feelin'
There's devils and ropes around my neck
Can't even know
Cause I cant hear it
Can't hear it (3x)
I gotta feelin'
You'd rather open up your wrists - let it go
I got it all right
Yeah I got a feelin'
There's devils and ropes around my neck
Can't even know
Cause I cant hear it
Can't hear it (3x)