Hands Songtext
von Jesse Detor

I′m so angry
I feel sick
I've tried, I can′t anymore
You're in my body
I'm afraid I
Can′t use my hands anymore

I should take yours
I′ll rip them off myself
I should take yours
I'll rip them off until they′re mine

You are such a perfect pair
Take your hands and make them mine
I will wash you from my mouth
Until my lips are cracked and dry
Dry, Dry, Dry


Across the fence
You flash a smile and
Past me, you turn your head
I see you now
And through the glass I'm
I′m afraid you'll rip me up like a dress

I know you have
You and my love
Oh, you′re such a perfect pair
I know you have
You're such a perfect pair
It's only fair

You are such a perfect pair
Take your hands and make them mine
I will wash you from my mouth
Until my lips are cracked and dry
Dry, Dry, Dry

Look at what has come of you leaving it
Look at what has come of me being this
Look at what has come of you leaving it
Like you said, there′s no use believing it


You are such a perfect pair
Take your hands and make them mine
I will wash you from my mouth
Until my lips are cracked and dry
Dry, Dry, Dry
Dry, Dry, Dry
Dry, Dry, Dry
Dry, Dry, Dry