Broken Doll

Abandon me like a broken old doll
Hit me like it's trash
Destroy me like a piece of paper

Viscera of my being
Walking spirit
Last time, and the first at the same time
Next to my pieces
I stay lying on the ground

With broken dreams and a glass bottle
What can happen doesn't matter anymore

It's all over
Annihilate me, with a look over the horizon
With a weapon of my longings
The world is breaking down and I'm just a broken doll
Oh yes, I am just a broken doll