I don't take care of my own I've never been a man who's ever gonna lay his hat down I bet they hate me where I'm from But I was struck by fools gold in 48 I turned to hate and lost my heart where I was diggin' ground Only fake stones are on the come up now My hands are worn I can't feel warmth no more Rush Take away all my trust What the sign on the post says "You're a man with false hands, willing to take anyone for granted" hmm Nothing in my name to claim Said I shift as some plates came, and I never saw work again Tried to live by the knife, but couldn't win My hands are gone I can't feel nothin' no more Oh, my hands are gone, gone I can't feel no more, more Rush Take away all my trust Run Far away as you can ♪ Oh, my hands are gone, gone I can't feel no more, no more Oh, my hands are gone, gone I can't feel no more, no more, oh-oh Rush Take away all my trust Run Far away as you can