Strong Hand - CHVRCHES, Iain Cook, Martin Doherty

Why don’t you tell me what do you need?

There is a blank page for you

Give me the bones of what you believe

Maybe they’ll save you from me

Will I be the strong hand keeping you safe

Or will I break you in half?

And you will never be under my thumb

But you are not your own man

See the way we all run

When we know it all off by heart

Play it down, wait it all out

Will we win or lose it, this time?

When the pressure’s building for a great white hope

Do you give up the things that you love?

And the pressure’s building 'til it takes you whole

Can you go back on your own word?

All of your brothers, they never died

For what you kill, for slowly

How it will grind you into the ground

If you should try to hold me

See the way we all run

When we know it all off by heart

Play it down, wait it all out

Will we win or lose it, this time?

When the pressure’s building for a great white hope

Do you give up the things that you love?

And the pressure’s building 'til it takes you whole

Can you go back on your own word?

When the pressure’s building for a great white hope

Do you give up the things that you love?

And the pressure’s building 'til it takes you whole

Can you go back on your own word?