Hands کے بول

Detached In my head it's whispering Night lights overhead is flickering Fading memories of purpose I want to feel them usurp us Evil rules my day All the way I just wanna be loved all kinds of ways I just wanna be loved all kinds of ways Portray me In gray The imposter Charlatan Impersonator I'm a slave for the game (for the game) Looking at life frame by frame Lie to me It's all I see And what I feel When your hands move seamlessly Those fingertips, they stitch and rip Your hands move seamlessly through it This thing in my head Whispering Lingering All the things they said Evil rules my day (Those fingertips, they stitch and rip) All the way I just wanna be loved all kinds of ways (Your hands move seamlessly through it) Evil rules my day All the way I just wanna be loved all kinds of ways Evil rules my day All the way I just wanna be loved all kinds of ways I just wanna be loved all kinds of ways I try to resist (you cannot resist) All the things you said (you don't have the discipline) I don't have it I don't have it (fuck it) I don't have it I don't have it