Hands (on an Impulse)

Hands
All over
Suffocating me with pleasure

Hands
Everywhere
Your perfect hands
All over imperfect me

Hands
On an
Impulse I let you
In to understand what
Makes me tick, which is your

Hands
Making
Me immortal
I love you and the sins your

Hands
Created
For the both of us
But now I guess it’s time that your

Hands
Stayed
Away from me
But I can barely live without you and your

Hands
Forming
Around me almost as
If I had nothing on for you

Hands
Take me
Away and I’ll let
You see underneath
I’ll let you get real deep

Hands
Making
Me completely unafraid
And that’s what scares me the most

Hands
I can’t
Stay away from but you say
It’s about time we go our separate ways

Hands
Leaving
Me alone in this
Cold, dark, bitter world I can’t take

Hands
Once
They made me feel alive
Now they make me feel dead inside
As if I can never just be alright  (why do I even try?)

Hands
Whenever
I see him I look
To his hands for we both
Know what they have done to me
He likes to play pretend but I can see the lie in his

Hands
He used
To play his cards well
I tried but I lost like I always do

Hands
And the
Flick of a switch
Mad me feel so inhumanly weak

Hands
All I want
And all I need to breath
 
Hands
On
Me once again like I
Never left and it’s so damn good

Hands
Like an
Angel or a devil
I can’t be sure in the darkness

Hands
Just
Leave me behind
Forgetting but not forgiving me again

Hands
His hands
I love him and
His hurtful, lustful,

Hands
They
Make me start all over again
They make me sing this song again and again, with his

Hands
It never
Seems to
Be the end.