Knuckle Shaped Alibi Lyrics

Knuckle Shaped Alibi lyrics

Blessed by verdicts hand, my God does it make sense? This is the way that I see
you. This is the way that we all try. This is the last time the knuckle shapes
my alibi. From fragile ones you hold in worth. The value in a closed hand.
knuckle shaped alibi. To recall the times it's justified. The value in a closed
hand. In every time it's justified. I wish I knew you.