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Los Campesinos!

By Your Hand

I was sitting on my hands

On the top deck of the 178

Spitting cusses at my face

Reflected in the windscreen pane

Throwing insults and calling names

Filthy SMS's that you send through the day

By sundown become tame

So I set it in motion again

But fate's a cruel mistress girl, the prettiest in the world

She dresses loosely in a bathrobe with her hair up in curls

'Cause we were kissing for hours

With her hands in my trousers

She could not contain herself, suggests we go back to her house

But here it comes, this is the crux

She vomits down my rental tux

I'm not sure if it's love anymore

But I've been thinking of you fondly for sure

Remember what your heart is for

By your hand is the only end I foresee

I have been dreaming you've been dreaming about me

By your hand is the only end I foresee

I have been dreaming you've been dreaming about me

And it's a good night

For a fist, a fight fight

Because the dew will temper your fall

You'll sing me lullabies in form of your cat calls

And I've been dangling in limbo

Barely keeping my cool

It's like I'm snooker 'tween the back cushion

And rubbing the eight ball

I keep replaying my turn

Until your patience is shot

You pull your white gloves off seductively before you respond

Your finger tips leave marks and grains

I lay you down atop the baize

I'm not sure if it's love anymore

But I've been thinking of you fondly for sure

Remember what your heart is for

Graceful, gracious companion with your eyes of doe and thighs of stallion

My gracious companion with your eyes of doe and thighs of stallion

By your hand is the only end I foresee

(Graceful, gracious companion with your eyes of doe and thighs of stallion)

I have been dreaming you've been dreaming about me

(My gracious companion with your eyes of doe and thighs of stallion)