My Hands Are Made of Glass Songtext
von Mousey

Don′t talk to me
Don't touch me
My hands are made of glass and they′ll strike you
I struggle to be nice and I'll just bite you


I love you
But don't be fooled by me
My hands are made of glass and they′ll cut you
They′re hidden under sleeves
So you can't always see
The fragments

My hands are made of glass and they′ll strike you
My hands are made of glass and they'll cut you
Don′t you dare get comfortable with me