Hands Full of Dust Songtext

von Tim Vantol

I wish for something to hold on to.
To thank for the good and blame for the wrongs.
To keep my head up when the rain falls down on me.

I wish for solutions, which I cannot find.
A team to join to win this fight.
Who tells me who is wrong and who is right.

Well I'd rather end up in hell, with many of my friends.
Than lay down in heaven full of regrets
Than lay down in heaven full of regrets

I'll ask for forgiveness for the fuck ups I made.
And I'll fold my hands together, kneel down and pray.
And if they'd ask me, there are always others to blame.

I got bruises on my knees and my hands full of dust.
And the weight of my conscience will never be lost.
But I'll never believe in something that I am not.

Well I'd rather end up in hell, with many of my friends.
Than lay down in heaven full of regrets
Than lay down in heaven full of regrets

I wish for something to hold on to.
To thank for the good and blame for the wrongs.
To keep my head up when the rain falls down on me.
I got bruises on my knees and my hands full of dust.
And the weight of my conscience will never be lost.
But I'll never believe in something that I am not.

Well I'd rather end up in hell, with many of my friends.
Than lay down in heaven full of regrets
Than lay down in heaven full of regrets

Than lay down in heaven full of regrets