I know what lies insidenWith hands placed down, all in onenIt's all I seem to hidenIt's surfaced on the skinnI felt their handsnnFilters inside my headnVoices blank upon the touchnI close my eyes insteadnIt surfaced on the skinnI've becomennI am not afraid, I can taste my sins awaynI will not hate, my arms show scars of my faithnnI've said too muchnThis is where I falterednI felt their hands (felt their hands)nVersions of me alterednnI'm not this fragile being, with a sugar-coated lifenI cannot hide this meaning, to a taste of my advicenSo when can I suddenly feelnnI've said too muchnThis is where I falterednI felt their hands (felt their hands)nVersions of me alterednnI felt their handsnI've said too muchnThis is where I falterednI felt their hands (felt their hands)nVersions of me altered