Broken Hands
Narayán García Campos
I've been watching
You closely lately
Dying to collect you
Pretty doll
As you are sleeping
I put you in my car
I wish this feeling
Was forever
But soon is gone
And i am holding
On to a rope
With broken hands
I've always hated
This part darling
Disposing a body
Is never fun
But I'll keep
You safe
You'll be cosy
In my yard
I wish this feeling
Was forever
But soon is gone
And i am holding
On to a rope
With broken hands