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Wind-up Toy lyrics
Voices come from down the hall
In my room all painted white
I have my bat and rubber ball
I like to sleep with them at night
But now I m all smiles
the good little shots must be winning
Yes, they crank my dial
My motor is stalled but my wheels are still spinning
Daddy won t discuss me
What a state I must be
Mommy couldn t stand living with a wind-up toy
All my friends live on the fllor
Tiny legs and tiny eyes
They re free to crawl under the door
And, and someday soon so will I
But now I m all smiles
These good little shots must be working
I m so happy now
Look, my fingers don t shake and my head isn t jerking
Daddy won t discuss me
What a pain I must be
Mommy couldn t stand having such a wound-up boy
Doctors want to check me
Poke me and dissect me
What do they expect?
Feelings froma wound-up toy?
I don t think so
I7m just a wound-up toy
I m just a wind-up toy
I m lost in a nightmare
Shiny white halls
Drawing rats on the wall
Solitary confinement
Chained in a cell
got my own private hell
Preacher crucifies me
Warden wants to fry me
I was never young
Never just a little boy
Daddy won t discuss me
What a pain I must be
Mama couldn t stand having such a wound-up boy
I m just a wind-up toy
I m a wind-up toy
I m just a wind-up toy
I m just a wind-up toy
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