We watched the bands until the stars
Burn out the morning sky
You dragged me in, became the skin
That keeps me warm at night
All that you left me was a number
On the back of my hand
I kissed the poison on your lips
Till I was paralysed
Now all the chemicals are burning
Right between my eyes
All that you left me was a number
On the back of my hand
I got nothing!
Je n'ai rien
So I've been walking Im gonna find you
Through every backstreet. I will run through
I count the days till I can bring you home
Your hand in my hand!
Lets slip away I know a place
Some where outside of town
I lost your grip out in the rain
Amongst the raging crowd
And all your numbers started fading
From the back of my hand
I got nothing
So I've been walking Im gonna find you
Through every backstreet. I will run through
I count the days till I can bring you home
Your hand in my hand!
Till I can bring you home
Till I can bring you home
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