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The Hands
When I'm lost . . . I find a way.I hear voices. I feel them surround me,pull me from the edge.I close my eyes and . . . .my luck keeps holding strong,even when the boot comes down.Waiting for the revolution but there's no one around except the . . . hands out of nowhere, saving me again.There's always something there watching out for me,if I'm suffocating, it gives me air.Finally now I remember,but where I'm going now, I'm not sure.Only one thing matters much to me anymore.I'm looking for you.Can you imagine? You can't think.You won't find a way this time to frighten me.You're running scared, now, always lookingover your shoulder for a place whereyou don't see my face.But my luck keeps holding so strong,even with the state I'm in.I'm like a revolution of one, even when I stumble I win.SongtexteBecause there's hands out of nowhere, saving me again.There's always something there, watching out for me.When I'm suffocating, it gives me air.I'm like a cat with only a few lives leftand I'm crawling through the shadows.Watching my back waiting for the attack that I know iscoming . . . I feel it's near.
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