Slightly defect hands
 作词 : Thirteen Senses
 作曲 : Thirteen Senses
 Gold turned into stone
 Wish that it would show that I would
 Been sinking so low, oh no
 Dead ends in a start
 We never get far show that is has
 No meaning in it all, oh no
 So many emptys to fill
 My trembling hands can't help from my beginning
 Slighty defected not one happened
 Selling your stories not one happened
 Whenever your wasted
 Your not in my hands
 Your in some other persons hands
 Whenever your wasted
 Your not in my hands
 Your in some other persons hands
 Lines drawn on a map
 Points us to go where we have been
 Already we've been so low
 Friends talking of you
 Saying bad things but its the things
 Your thinking of you, oh no
 Throw me line if you will
 My trembling hands can't hold the truth you telling
 Overly wasted not one happened
 Under-productive not one happened
 Whenever your sorry
 Your not in my hands
 Your in some other defect hands
 Whenever your sorry
 Your not in my hands
 Your in some other defect hands
 Whenever your sorry
 Your not in my hands
 Your in some other defect hands
 Whenever your sorry
 Your not in my hands
 Your in some slighty defect hand