Paroles de Hand-made

Your sting-red full stops my skin Dotted, scratch, scratch, now I’m bleeding Legions upon legions of craftsmen handmade my feelings Are you sitting comfortably? Then we'll begin 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 But you don’t know You But you don’t know You Your sting-red full stops my skin Dotted, scratch, scratch, now I’m bleeding Legions upon legions of craftsmen handmade my feelings For you For you