Testo Blood Hands

Took a lonely feeling
Just to let the meaning sink like the sun goes down
Never close to heaven felt my feet were burning from the same red hot ground
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands, yeah there's blood

It's getting hard to listen
When the clock is ticking, counting down the days gone by Praying for an answer to another question that will only bleed you dry
You won't understand
With your head in the sand, no you won't

But I'll curse the ground where you kneel
'Till I grow my hair to my heels
Spike your water your wine
While you waste my precious time

Everytime I'm drinking
Try to stop my thinking about the things I've said and done
Stop the world from turning faster than I'm learning not to just hide and run
You won't understand
With your head in the sand, no you won't
Love came and went faster than a penny spent in a slot machine
Nowhere near the devil just somewhere in between you and me
Sworn to secrecy

But I'll curse the ground where you kneel
'Till I grow my hair to my heels
Spike your water your wine
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands Yeah there's blood

But there's blood on my hands, yeah there's blood
Took a lonely feeling
Just to let the meaning sink like the sun goes down
Never close to heaven felt my feet were burning from the same red hot ground