clap hands کے بول

The road we walk is narrow There's a constant shadow hanging over me Even with all your blessings and love I still feel your eyes watching over me They smile and they clap hands They nod their heads, they understand With my back turned, knives are out They're coming for my last land The evolution of love that followed Tied the finest strings they used to choke me Sat on your lap like a little dog Inviting you all to come and feast on me I smile and I shook hands I nodded my head, constructed a plan Now I'm running as fast as I can My forrest, anyone's land The road we walk is narrow There's a constant shadow hanging over me Even with all your blessings and love I still feel your eyes