Blister Songtext
von Moonshake

My hands shake, no rhythm, no grace
My hands shake, no rhythm, no grace
Feel like something′s died inside me
A face that won't fade, a punch in the eye
Start to see the years, you put on my age
Grow old lines on my hands
My hands shake, no rhythm, no grace
My hands shake, no rhythm, no grace
Put your hands around my neck, squeeze real tight
Watch my past sput out, a blister and a pen


I could dress myself in yellow and red
Can′t really see it'll help
My hands shake, no rhythm, no grace
My hands shake, no rhythm, no grace
There are times I need to be on my own
Feel too small for your hands
I'll empty my head of films and memory
Of the way friends disappear
My hands shake, no rhythm, no grace
My hands shake, no rhythm, no grace