I put my best foot first and it got burnt Communication always hurts I got myself so deep inside a hole I taste the air go thin as I get
Old... old... (I don't think so!) As I get old... old... (I don't think so!)
She's my hands, she's my hands Picks me up when I crash down Build me wings so I can fly She's my novocaine ride Novocaine!
Pick up the pieces of my world Glue them together, I wish I could I can't believe it as the picture fades It's like a TV, but the sound remains... I don't think so! No I don't think so!
She's my hands, she's my hands Picks me up when I crash down Build me wings so I can fly She's my novocaine ride
Feel it as I shake Shatter, conscience fades Taste my bitter tears Cut my heart with shears
I don't think so! Aaaah, Aaaah (I don't think so!) As I get eeee, eeee (I don't think so!)
She's my hands, she's my hands Picks me up when I crash down Build me wings so I can fly She's my novocaine ride She's my hands, she's my hands Picks me up when I crash down
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