Letras:
Killer Your Faith In My Hands

I've already seen your clinical condition, I'm translating death, giving you clues, and here's the bad news, Planned your faith? no you're a cast member

Tradução: The Killers. Su fe en mis manos.

and that's alright with me You can hide `neath your covers and study your pain Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain Waste your summer

and that's alright with me You can hide `neath your covers and study your pain Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain Waste your summer

and that's alright with me You can hide `neath your covers and study your pain Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain Waste your summer

was a ghost, I was there at the scene, As the embers rise, my hands, Smelled like gasoline, So, the headlights murdered my thoughts, I curse this taste that's on my

life because I'm not afraid to beg Hand me down your lost and founds Of second hand regret You better swallow your pride Or you're gonna choke on it You better digest your

and pain Made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you hope your guess my name But what's puzzling you is the nature of my

Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my