I put my best foot first & it got burned,
Communication always hurts,
I got myself so deep inside a hole,
I taste the air so thin as I get old.
(I don't think so)
She's my hands, She's my hands.
Picks me up when I crash down,
Build me wings so I can glide,
She's my novacaine ride.
Pick up the pieces of my world,
Glue them together, I wish I could,
I can't believe it as the picture fades,
Just like a tv but the sound remains
(I don't think so) no (i don't think so)
Feel it as I shake,
Shatter illusions fade,
Taste my bitter tears,
Cut my heart with shears.
I don't think so, I don't think so.
She's my hands, she's my hands,
Picks me up when I crash down.
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