Back of My Hand

03:54
Genevieve
Jennifer Vitanzo

Story

Heavy and dark multi-layered pop-rock-electronica song about the anonymous life living in the shadows of the web and existing within the 1s and 0s.

Lyrics

V1: Living like the wind

No bounds to hold me

No one to scold me

When I cross the line

 

V2: Breaking bread with sin

Finding the loophole

Tripping the sinkhole

And leaving the wreckage behind

 

Pre-chorus: I can walk away

Nobody knows me

I can disappear

Into oblivion

 

Chorus:

Oh, I know this place like the back of my hand

I own this place like the back, the back of my hand

The back of my hand

 

I know this place like the back of my hand

I own this place like the back, the back of my hand

The back of my hand

 

V3: Caught between the lines

Writing the story

Looking for glory

At someone’s expense

 

V4: Blending my design

So no one can trace me

I have no face

And I live under pretense

 

Pre-Chorus: But someone’s on my game

The dark can’t hold me

And shadows only hide

When there is light

 

Chorus

 

Bridge: I wrote the code, I know the way

Scripted the words I need to say

But sometimes the hunter falls victim to the prey

Any day now will they find me

Or will I remain in hiding

 

Chorus

 

 

 

 

 

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