The Santairs, Rice Cracker Project - Hands Of The Fates Lyrics

The gift, I'm told, I carry to test
Is bound for failure like all of the rest
The pains I carry and just can't relieve
Continues the doubt that I seem to receive. Oh no

I use what I have and have what I use
Sometimes to bear and sometimes to lose
Still I stand and carry the weight
Of the curse I was given by the hands of the fates

Drive me down, drive me harder
Drowning fish out of water
Help me out of this clutter with the hands of the fates

Trying so hard and try as I do
While tired of being most brilliant of fools
The fight that's in me still carries a load
An ongoing strife; an unending road

Get me out, get me further
As we shout at one another
Help me out as I shudder via hands of the fates. Oo