The Flatliners

My Hands Are Tied

The Flatliners


label me and instigate a fight 
sign your name on the dotted line 
we'll complain about the bill of human rights 
stop me now, if you try i will only feed more lies 

to the underbelly of a war we'd love to fight 
the brouhaha of an entire nation 
will you fight all of us? 
one hand tied around your back and one in front to block the attack 
back up a step and take a dive 
it's over now, say goodbye 
ask yourself a question why 
find the person in yourself and release them to the world 
when they reach the point of suicide, tell them that i say hi 
proposition: truth 
the young and old, the young and old 
the youth of today need to find a better way to co-exist with all of this 
it's bullshit, and everything you say is socially unsafe.