Red Hands by The Builders the Butchers by The Builders And The Butchers Lyrics

We were caught red-handed
'Cross the county line
But I'l take my chances on the lam
I'm not doin' time
You were drivin' all night
You had a blood-soaked dress
I was dreamin' restless
And you were thinkin' of the rest
And when you take a man's life you fall down
You fall from the grace of god
When you take a man's life you fall down, you fall down, you fall down, you fall down...
Red hands, red hands (red, red hands)
It's harder livin' on the lam
Red hands (red hands) you got those red, red hands
A stranger's blood is on my hands
Keep my eye on the road
'Cuz I'm out drivin' after midnight
And the vultures have all come way down
Out of the the sky
And the bad ol' things that live in the shadowed corners
Are makin' a plan, they're gonna take away your life
And when you take a man's life you fall down
You fall from the grace of god
And when you take a man's life you fall down
You fall from the grace of god
And when you take a man's life you fall down
You fall from the grace of god
When you take a man's life you fall down, you fall down, you fall down, you fall down...
Red hands, red hands (red, red hands)
It's harder livin' on the lam
Red hands (red hands) you got those red, red hands
A stranger's blood is on my hands
We were caught red-handed
'Cross the county line
But I'll take my chances on the lam
I'm not doin' time
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