Give her attention, give her your heart Nobody knows she is falling apart Under the sheets just looking for love Looking for meaning in a strangers arms
She can be a plastic toy Molded for you to enjoy She is flesh without a soul Walking dead without a home
Draw me closer, let me go I don’t feel much anymore Do you wander to be free? I get lost to find relief
I can be a plastic toy Molded for you to enjoy I am flesh without a soul Walking dead without a home
Are we manufactured? Let me know Can I pray to God and receive a soul? Because I’ve been looking for life in all the wrong places I know
I am not a plastic toy Molded for you to enjoy She is not lost at all She’s waiting for her heart to thaw
Are we manufactured? Let me know Can I pray to God and receive a soul? Because I’ve been looking for life in all the wrong places I know