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Guy Sebastian

Genres: Pop

Blur My Hands Lyrics - Guy Sebastian

From the floating death, to the fire of death 

To a flower outside my grave and oh man 

Were you just being polite with your hands? 

 

Take time to learn me like court appointed attorneys 

Restore the order, we either join or adjourning 

Less you join I'm up performing the journey 

In all earnest, I go so Bernie 

Takes another nigga to turn me 

Get it straight, I ain't late on states 

I'm just sternly stating 

How what I do, with grace takes another nigga to turn mean 

My return means like blockbuster with a tick 

And I ain't kind but I don't hit 

So you starting at the end, that's the part where you begin 

I skip the bullshit so we can start it where we win 

Yeah, spoiler alert 

I can hear you all saying "boy you're a jerk" 

But it's cool though, know we gotta rule yo 

Get in, then we win and do it all again, ho 

 

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From the floating death, to the fire of death 

To a flower outside of my grave and oh man 

Were you just being polite with your hands? 

And it really means I'm number one, and you're a fan 

Well that's cool, cause I think you're number one too 

Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one too 

Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one 

 

Me and [?] we made a deal, that I'm gon' keep 'em real 

And they show me their secrets, I can even cop a feel 

Victorious, can't match wit, with warriors 

I match wig with wits, similarly can match sticks with forests' 

Only you can prevent what I do 

Only due can prevent what's my view 

I match matchsticks with wicks 

Wicker man, take a sip of liquor and 

Spit the lip off warriors 

And spit flames, nigga get in the gang ahh 

 

From the floating death, to the fire of death 

To a flower outside of my grave and oh man 

Were you just being polite with your hands? 

And it really means I'm number one, and you're a fan 

Well that's cool, cause I think you're number one too 

Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one too 

Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one 

 

It's road rage, without a roll cage 

Takes cold rage to run on this road race 

I know you like "no way", but I'm a full race 

Also every soccer Terry Fox moulding, go ahead 

Don't stop, go ahead 

Sitting in your car, just listening to the bars 

And there's traffic all around and you feel like falling down 

And the music that I'm spewing out, enough to calm him down 

'Fore you know you watch your car with your briefcase walkin' round 

And them dollars from the budget that went to S1 Production 

And Sebastian on the hook, like being dug by Michael Douglas 

So don't start that walk through Echo Park 

My life's a 101 and you caught up in the jam 

Just show some love back to your number one fan 

 

From the floating death, to the fire of death 

To a flower outside of my grave and oh man 

Were you just being polite with your hands? 

And it really means I'm number one, and you're a fan 

Well that's cool, cause I think you're number one too 

Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one too 

Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one 

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