Two Hands Songtext
von Training for Utopia

When I tear it all out and search through all that I am
I find I want nothing more than to give you just a piece of my life
A piece of my everything

This couldn′t be more important
There couldn't be any more meaning to all that I am
So I open my consideration unto your rejection
I count all of my integrity, everything on my hands
All of my love, every ounce of purity
And I leave myself with ten fingers
Two empty bleeding broken hands
To give you absolutely nothing

Absolutely nothing

Nothing


There′s no time
But I have so much
And when I dig it empty
I have nothing to offer
Two hands, ten fingers
To give you nothing
Nothing, nothing
To give you nothing

Do you want it?
Well I don't have it
I don't have it
No, I don′t have it

A future dies
No big surprise
I killed my chance to save
An angel cries
It burns her eyes
And she sings a different song

Silence, silence
Give me some time
To stab myself with the truth again
Give me some time
To burn myself to the ground
Help me back up
Yeah, help me back up
Yeah, help me back up