Cut Off Your Hands
Cut Off Your Hands
Cut Off Your Hands
Cut Off Your Hands
Cut Off Your Hands
Cut Off Your Hands
Cut Off Your Hands
Cut Off Your Hands
Cut Off Your Hands
Cut Off Your Hands
Cut Off Your Hands
Oh, when all is said and done
I must admit I'm still so young
Still trying to find my feet
Which promises to keep
I would like to think
That there is something left to find
To help me breathe but I doubt it
If somehow I waste all our time
And if by some chance these stars won't align
If these walls never cease to close in
Don't let me turn cold, don't let me turn cold
I'm afraid this place I'm in
Is so much darker than you've seen
I'm not lying when I say
It's the loneliest I've been
And it's not right, but all in all
I must confess I just have no idea
Nothing's new, nothing's old
Everything between us scolds
Just wish these trembling hands were put to rest
And there is something there to find
To help me breathe, help me breathe, help me breathe
If somehow I waste all our time
And if by some chance these stars won't align
If these walls never cease to close in
Don't let me turn cold, don't let me turn cold
Somehow I waste all our time
And if by some chance these stars won't align
If these walls never cease to close in
Don't let me turn cold, don't let me turn cold
Somehow I waste all our time
And if by some chance these stars won't align
If these walls never cease to close in
Don't let me turn cold, don't let me turn cold
Somehow I waste all our time
And if by some chance these stars won't align
If these walls never cease to close in
Don't let me turn cold, don't let me turn cold