Cruel Sister - Hands Lyrics

My hands carry all of my good thoughts
Bleeding, dirty, fighting the good fight
Cut them off you caught me stealing
Stealing, stealing, don't it feel so bad

I can't see him where can I find him
Can he see me? Why should I listen
I cast my spells but, sometimes I worry
All witches know they come back in threes

My hands carry all of my good thoughts
Bleeding, dirty, fighting the good fight
Cut them off you caught me stealing
Stealing, stealing, don't it feel so bad

I can't see him where can I find him
Can he see me? Why should I listen
I cast my spells but, sometimes I worry
All witches know they come back in threes

Kill me, kill me, kill me, I need to be loved
Kill me, kill me, kill me, I need to be loved
Kill me, kill me, kill me, I need to be loved
Kill me, kill me, kill me, I need to be loved

Get on your knees, get on your knees
You pray to him, you pray to him
He knows my fears, he knows my fears