Testo Wrong Hands - Pomegranate

Wrong Hands

And everything that could be taken the wrong way
Hold your attention out for me to touch
If I could force a smile to find it’s way to you
Come clean
Turn me down your wretched drive away my fragmented thoughts
Out under the searching eye the night is never dark enough
I fall into the wrong hands
Fall into the wrong hands
From the angle of your innocent intention
Tell me again, maybe this time I might believe you
but mouth the words, cos they ring so false when they’re spoken
Catching in my throat, thoughts just spring to mind
Fall into the wrong hands
Fall into the wrong hands
Fall into the wrong hands
Fall into the wrong hands
Violently awake in me
Violently awake in me
Violently awake in me
Violently awake in me
Violently awake in me
The ghost of which we banished