Letra de Glass Hand

They wore it like fashion Shedding an old sin Ah, ha-ha Our word the condemned Keep our stones a castin’ Ah, ha-ha But that ain't me man You know that that ain't me man But that ain't me man You know that couldn't be me 'Cause I'm not the one that died Shot down right outside And who to point the finger at When finger points right back So this is today's error So this is today's error With his mind at the station A mild altercation Went down With his lanky look of steel And a knuckle full of glass The hand But that ain't me man You know that ain’t me man That ain’t me man You know that couldn’t be me 'Cause I'm not the one that died Shot down right outside And who to point the finger at When finger points right back So this is today's famine So this is today, oh well? I'm not the type to tie up a credo I'm only what I'm not I am only what I bought No I didn't light no fire Nor make no wine from water I'm just a dedicated follower of fashion 'Cause I'm not the one that died Shot down right outside And who to point the finger at When finger points right back