Hand-Made
Your sting red full stops my skin, dotted, scratch scratch, now I'm bleeding.
Legions upon legions of craftsmen handmade my feelings.
There's bears in the wood and they're out to get me,
And I'm safe from harm if I stay in this chalet.
And hold me tight and I'll sink in,
I'm absorbed in your thinking,
And you don't know.
Your sting red full stops my skin, dotted, scratch scratch, now I'm bleeding.
Legions upon legions of craftsmen handmade my feelings
For you.
Autor(es): Augustus Figaro Niso Unger-Hamilton, Gwilym David Dylan Sainsbury, Joe Jerome Newman, Thomas Stuart Green
