letra de blood (my head and my hands) - my brother's keeper
i know sometimes i take my wrong turns to the edge
the edge of the nails that my failures drove to your hands
i know i travel to the port on the far side
the point of the spear that drove into your side when you died
so many ways your death and my life collide
because your blood’s on my head
and your blood’s on my hands my head
but my head and my hands are sure
that without your blood on my hands and my head
my heart could never be pure
as one door closes, another door opеns wide
and the choice of my will and your will not coincidе
as one wound closed, another wound rips open wide
as i choose my own path and it drags me away from your side
in so many so many ways your death and my life collide
in so many so many ways your death and my life collide
because your blood’s on my head
and your blood’s on my hands and my head and my hands are sure
that without your blood on my hands and my head
my heart could never be pure
because your blood’s on my head
and your blood’s on my hands and my head and my hands are sure
that without your blood on my hands and my head
my heart could never be pure
my heart could never be pure
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