Blood Red Hand-Formation

Blood Red Hand - Formation Written by：Matthew Ritson/William Ritson A cold on my hands and knees Just to keep it all in tight Everyone takes something from me And give nothing back Well that devil was in my eyes Oh then his hands out to me He was everything then I dispise Tryna cut adio Come on now have waiting Want meet me in the middle If we can go around again You can meet me in the middle I looked at his blood red hand And tried to turn way But the more I tried and tried The harder it digging He look me in the eye And I saw through his cheap dress But everything I desire was in his gray up Come on now have waiting Want to meet me in the middle If we can go around again You can meet me in the middle Come on now have waiting Want to meet me in the miiddle If we can go around again You can meet me in the middle