Slow Hands

Album: Antics (2004)
Charted: 36
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  • Yeah, but nobody searches
    Nobody cares somehow
    When the loving that you've wasted
    Comes raining from a hapless cloud
    And I might stop and look upon your face
    Disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze
    See the living that surrounds me
    Dissipate in a violet blaze

    Can't you see what you've done to my heart
    And soul?
    This is a wasteland now

    We spies
    We slow hands
    Put the weights around yourself
    We spies, oh yeah
    We slow hands
    You put the weights all around yourself now

    I submit my incentive is romance
    I watched the pole dance of the stars
    We rejoice because the hurting is so painless
    From the distance of passing cars
    But I am married to your charms and grace
    I just go crazy like the good old days
    You make me want to pick up a guitar
    And celebrate the myriad ways that I love you

    Can you see what you've done to my heart
    And soul?
    This is a wasteland now

    We spies, yeah
    We slow hands
    You put the weights around yourself
    We spies, oh yeah
    We slow hands
    Killer, for hire you know not yourself

    We spies
    We slow hands
    You put the weights all around yourself
    We spies, oh yeah
    We slow hands
    We retire like nobody else
    We spies
    Intimate slow hands killer
    For hire you know not yourself
    We spies
    Intimate slow hands
    You let the face slap around herself Writer/s: Carlos Andres Dengler, Daniel Alexander Kessler, Paul Julian Banks, Samuel J. Fogarino
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 3

  • Sam from Clarksville, TnThis song is featured in the most recent Armani commercial.
  • Gen from Los Angeles, CaThat's what I infer when I hear this song. It sounds at first like a cheesy, immature love song- which I think is the point. It's about how someone can get so wrapped up in young love and how it can end up being such insincere "puppy love" in the end. At least, that's what I feel the song says. In short, I believe it is a satire of young, insincere love (which is a common theme in many of their songs).
  • Jepha from Citra, FlNooo,I'm sure it's about more than that...
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