We aspire to be
Just like you as we
Fall to our knees to be grateful
If we could fake
What we should believe
We`d fool you into thinking we`re grateful
Take what you want from me
Nobody`s telling you
Where to go
Don`t think I am so naive
To be fooled by these
Smokescreens
Confess to the priest
Absolve your sins
That eat you little by little
The dust settles into
Arms of hope
I`d break if you`d fold a little
We languish in the sun
Broken hands all blistered
Just trying to hold on
As we stood still on fire
Now and forever and
Now and forever Send " Broken Hands" Ringtone to your Cell