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HandsWe watched the bands until the stars burn out the morning skyYou dragged me in became the skin that keeps me warm at night All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand I kissed the poison on your lips till I was paralyzed Now all the chemicals are burning right between my eyes All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand I got nothing So I've been walking I'm gonna find you Through every backstreet I will run through I count the days till I can bring you home Your hand in my hand Lets slip away I know a place some where outside of town I lost your grip out in the rain amongst the raging crowd And all your numbers started fading, from the back of my hand I got nothing So I've been walking I'm gonna find you Through every backstreet I will run though I count the days till I can bring you home Your hand in my hand, yeah Woohoo woohoo yeah... Till I can bring you home Woohoo woohoo yeah... Sill I can bring you home So I've been walking I'm gonna find you Through every backstreet I will run through I count the days till I can bring you home Your hand in my hand |