Sia – Broken Biscuit scritto da admin 19 Gennaio 2016 I’m a broken biscuit From the cookie jar I’m a total misfit In the puzzle that’s so far Careful not to crush me In those hungry hands Careful not to rush me Into this fine romance I stand under the weight of your words Hoping you won’t find me I’m terrified of everything I’ve heard, Don’t swallow I’m a damaged dollar Than no-one wants to change I’m a bunch of flowers That need to be arranged Careful what you wish for Careful what you say I’ve lowered all my armour Risking the pain again Hoping you won’t find me. I’m terrified of everything I’ve heard, Don’t swallow I’m standing on the edge of your words That is where you’ll find me I’m paralysed by all the things that hurt But I’m coming I stand under the weight of your words Hoping you won’t find me I’m paralysed by all the things I heard Don’t swallow I’m standing on the edge of your words Standing on the edge of your words I’m paralysed by all the things that hurt But I’m coming