"A Bag of Broken Hands" as written by Lindon Roberts and George Michael....
Today I found an animal's mouth
In a bag of broken hands
While the house around me
Burned to the ground

And you sat alone in a birdbath
In a thousand bandages
That shattered into a pile of water
That never made a sound

And I still believe
This color on my skin
Is trying to
Follow me
And lay eggs inside my eyes

Then you told me a story
About your favorite pet
And how you let him starve
Starve to death

In an empty metal building somewhere
Far away from here
And I saw you touch yourself
While telling me this

Lyrics submitted by maninthewomb

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