Handcuffs - Baker Grace

Take me back to that happy time

When gunshots seemed like fireworks to me

How could it be?

Take me back to that happy place

A race was just a playground game to me

Was it a dream?

Life’s not story time

But I won’t live afraid to die, will you?

Put your hands up, your hands up

Let your heart break the handcuffs

Put your hands up, your hands up

Let your heart break the handcuffs

I can’t go back, though I’ve tried

To erase the sounds of sirens in my sleep

How could it be?

And the TV screens growing wider

Showing me a world I can’t have, oh-oh

Is this a dream?

Life’s not story time

But I won’t live afraid to die, will you?

Put your hands up, your hands up

Let your heart break the handcuffs

Put your hands up, your hands up

Let your heart break the handcuffs

Mm, mm, mm, mm

(Let your heart break the handcuffs)

Mm, mm, mm, mm

(Let your heart break the handcuffs)

Put your hands up, your hands up (Mm, mm)

Let your heart break the handcuffs (Mm)

Put your hands up, your hands up (Mm, mm)

Let your heart break the handcuffs (Mm)