These Hands

Dead Astronauts

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I turn on the screen I see, see death staring at me
Surrounded by fright a man, down on his knee
They've been running for days for weeks for years

Bathed in their blood, bathed in their tears
They've been running for days, for weeks for years
Bathed in their blood, bathed in their tears

These hands
These hands
These hands
Are covered in blood

These hands
Just understand
A dead man
They'll never (show love)

I turn my back pretend, pretend it doesn't matter
They die in the streets they're voices, they're voices clatter
To deaf ears

A king on his throne a heart, a heart so dead
Their desparate words, go unheard, put a bullet to his head
(And they sing)

His hands
His hands
His hands
Are covered in blood

His hands
Just understand
A dead man
They'll never show love (they'll never)

These hands
These hands
These hands
Are covered in blood

These hands
Just understand
A dead man
They'll never show love
They'll never show love