I'm trying to understand
How life is within my grasp
My skin is a patchwork of sores
My soul blistered and worn
These hands
These hands
So tell me
What do you see?
My eyes
Mirrors for the part of you
You dare not be
My veins clogged with needles
And thorns
Someone stop this heart from pumping
Anymore
These hands
These hands
And you come to know
All you need to know
The day you were born
The day you were born
And you come to know
All you need to know
The day you were born
The day you were born
And you come to know
All you need to know
The day you were born
The day you were born
And you come to know
All you need to know
The day you were born
The day you were born
And you come to know
All you need to know
The day you were born
The day you were born
And you come to know
All you need to know
The day you were born
The day you were born
And you come to know
All you need to know
The day you were born
The day you were born
And you come to know
All you need to know
The day you were born
The day you were born
And you come to know
All you need to know
The day you were born
The day you were born
And you come to know
All you need to know
The day you were born
The day you were born
And you come to know
All you need to know
The day you were born
The day you were born