Please don’t be so naive
You know you’re not fooling anyone
You’re not as tough as you think
The dirty second hands, the dirty second hands
Can’t get nothing for free
It becomes so predictable
You start fighting to breathe
The dirty second hands, the dirty second hands
Here’s the face of everything that breaks you down
But now you face the face of everything that breaks you down
With an army of me
We invent our own enemies
Man versus machine
The dirty second hands, the dirty second hands
In the land of the free
And the home of the remedy
The old clock is a thief
With dirty second hands, with dirty second hands
Here’s the face of everything that breaks you down
Now you face the face of everything that breaks you down
Are you really as tough as you think you blink and you’re over the brink,
you bleed but the blood runs pink with dirty second hands,
dirty second hands.
You’re not quite as tough as you thought
you bought the American rod the very seed that you thought you shot with dirty second hands,
dirty second hands.
You might be right the fight might be right inside you the blind leading the lied to so
Here’s the face of everything that breaks you down
Now you face the face of everything that breaks you down and we’ll find you a dirty second hand
Here’s the face of everything that breaks you down
Now you face the face of everything that breaks you down and we’ll find you a dirty second hand