Hands of fire; we wash the hands
Hands are clean; they are out for a while
But it won't be long
Before they are ablaze again
It'll come back bright
It comes back brighter
We talk, we talk, but talk gets lost
We're only host to the words we spoke
Just fuel and air, with no ignition
The host the memes, we are all thumbs
The landscape's clean
It's been scorched and extinguished
But it comes back quick
It'll grow back thicker
We talk, we talk, but talk gets lost
We're only host, to the words we spoke
Just fuel and air, but no ignition
Just fuel in the air, with no ignition
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Hand to mouth, ignite the words
We blow it out, we douse, we douse
But the fire we breathe
Transmits the meme