Hands of the Receiver Lyrics

I was slipping fast.
She was hanging on.
I was looking for a path.
She said she knew the way to make me happy.
I'm in the hands of the receiver.
I thought I'd die before I'd be here.
I was blind, I didn't see her;
I'm in the hands of the receiver.
Flashed a mirror in my eyes.
Moved into my home.
Wrecked all of the rooms.
Said I do these things to make you happy,
Life can be rum.
Relax and get stung.
Life can be rum.
Should I die and be done?