Machiavel - Dirty Hands lyrics

Would you come down to hear me to night I'd like to feel the "Warm" of love again When you'll show me that you just don't care No one says this would be that far that pain Dirty hands to wash her face Dirty hands to clean her brain Well I need a day off, but it could "take a year" Now I need to rest enough to ride a mile in a minute dear This world is made of, all unknown that shares The pulse of life I need to find my age Dirty hands with an angel face Dirty hands to clean her brain Everlasting love was here gone with the knife which is made of steel Everlasting love in hell join the line put down your name Dirty hands are in paradise Dirty hands are never alone Dirty hands are nothing you own Would you come down and listen to me I'd like to feel the " Warm" of love again Dirty hands are coming your way Dirty hands knows how to play Everlasting love was here gone with the knife which is made of steel Everlasting love in hell join the line put down your name Dirty hands back from paradise Dirty hands with an angel face Dirty hands to clean your brain Dirty hands are coming your way Dirty hands are here to stay