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Your hands are warm
You just don′t know it yet

White and blue and red
White and blue and red

Blue star with a white snake
The last time you remember a stranger

You are full of color but out of sight
You are free from prying eyes

I feel like a fraying thread
The rest of us walk around blind


Misplaced, displaced
Where was I again?

Destruction in my hands
Destruction with my hands
I try to make things better but I only hold

Destruction in my hands
Destruction in my hands
I try to make things better but I only hold

Where was I again?

Your hands are warm
You just don't know it yet

You just don′t know
You just don't know it yet