Without Red Hands کے بول

Misery Best friends with lonely How can it be Looking out from here should way be gone by now I’m leaving with nothing Your pretty face is tempting I gotta find my way out of here Don’t even think you can Leave without red hands You only fortify your pain Pain Pain Looking our from here should way be gone by now I am a combination of indulgence and self deception I am a combination of indulgence and self deception And the weight holding down What was it like without you around Oh I remember I remember without you with me Without you with me Without you, With me – You, Were never part of me