Cruel Hand Broken Glass
One soul cold enough to crush mine Like glass I break
Don’t try to pick up the pieces You are too late Let them
fall and never touch another’s hands They will cut and
then will drop again This time just let them lay and walk
away The one I gave my all was the one who let them fall
And never touch another’s hands They will cut and then
will drop again They will cut your hands, then drop again
Don’t touch my past Shards of broken glass Shards of
broken glass
