I know what lies inside
With hands placed down, all in one
It's all I seem to hide
It's surfaced on the skin
I felt their hands
Filters inside my head
Voices blank upon the touch
I close my eyes instead
It surfaced on the skin
I've become
I am not afraid, I can taste my sins away
I will not hate, my arms show scars of my faith
I've said too much
This is where I faltered
I felt their hands (felt their hands)
Versions of me altered
I'm not this fragile being, with a sugar-coated life
I cannot hide this meaning, to a taste of my advice
So when can I suddenly feel
I've said too much
This is where I faltered
I felt their hands (felt their hands)
Versions of me altered
I felt their hands
I've said too much
This is where I faltered
I felt their hands (felt their hands)
Versions of me altered
Artist: Paradise Lost
Artist: Billy Talent
Artist: Lonesome Strangers
Artist: Theory Of A Dead Man