Текст песни Run With Hounds - Red Hands

Оригинальный текст песни Red Hands

A noir fiction written for someone like me to read
turned pages cover to cover, anxiously
Uncross those fingers when you cross your heart
When you show your true colors you regard it as art
So don't hide your blood red hands
or yellow bellied crimes in any circumstance
We swim against the tide
We wont make it back this time
Wicked grief has left its teeth
buried deep inside my neck
When it's time to pay for your sins
I'll make sure you write the check
Outline where somebody lied
Red hands will make a mess again