lookin through the crack in the mirror
i know you hate it here
cry when i cut your hair
cry cuz i just stare
if i cant use my hands
i might not understand
i wont let him take you again
imma fuckin keep my sam
now the home is gone
but i hold you like a bee inside my palm
hold the light like a father does
and i'll fly inside the club like a dove
don't worry little sam
sorry i snapped again
sorry you burnt your hand
sorry you chose this man
if i cant use my hands
i might not understand
i wont let him take you again
imma fuckin keep my sam
now the home is gone
but i hold you like a bee inside my palm
hold the light like a father does
and i'll fly inside the club like a dove
too hard a stone
it cracked and it broke
and i only had it
for a couple minutes
and if the dose
is trapped in us both
then at least we have it
for another minute