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These hands were strong once, they held my head and what's insideI tried to train them to stop the shaking, but they wouldn't listen to these liesthere's something out there I promise, it's coming for all of usand it is evil, and I have seen it, it takes life and devours trustit's bad when I close them worse with my eyes open. I see it if I sleepso I keep my mind blank, and think of bravery, change and hope but I'm so weakplease take me in like I'm family, I've been out for far too longmy stone hearts aching, but I am changing. stay by me, leave me aloneI'm changing, I hold my head to keep from shakingmy hands are full, but I'm not (explosions build w/ horn)I thought these hands were strong with how they used to hold the worldthen It slipped away, I couldn't keep it, and now nothing isn't blurredbut ever since the first time that I flew above the starslike a dragon into heaven trying to tiptoe past the guardswith bricks and bones, blood and stones and skin holding it all looseI take one last breath and don't think of death, that halo made a nooseand let's not speak of murder even if the motive is clearbecause death is sleep anyways, and I'm fine right hereI couldn't see what I was looking for, didn't want to hear ittrying to control everything I see, when all I could do is swim in it.or drown or tread in these careless waters just to get byand just getting by? choking down every single ridiculous lielike an axe in the back, like a coward or a hack.now regret hates me, it's fear that saved me putting mountains in my pathLetras de cancionesThese arms were strong once, they moved the ground to keep us safebut they are crumbling, my fingers numbing. I'm not reaching out I'm pushing you awayplease trust it's for your well being, I don't want you here when I come downso no words are spoken, with my eyes wide open, I'm all ready to be foundI'm changing, I hold my head to keep from shakingmy hands are full, but I'm notI'm changing, I hold myself to keep from shakingthese hands are done, but I'm notand I'm not full, but I'm not done either - just trying to hear what I need to seeand If I see it I promise I'll let you hear it - and if you'll listen, then I'm all earsthese hands weren't made for us - but they grab at every will we conjure upmy hands weren't built for me - but they still burn the ground enoughacting like they want to be found, just to go and hide againthese hands are all to blame, tearing where it needs to mendeach finger bent in shame, knuckles every shade of whiteour hands are all the same, over our face cover our eyesmy passports all worn out, if you need these hands they're all for youI don't know what I want, but I know what I don't want to do From Letras Mania