Markus Acher - They Follow Me lyrics

Hands, hands on a face again I couldn't help myself but run away Those hands ruin everything But I'm not afraid of no one else Hands, your hands on my face again And I can't help myself but go astray These hands they soothe everything And I'm not afraid of nothing else All the wrong things I can do Call on me when I'm without you All the wrong things I can do Follow me when I'm without you