Doll

They tell you to lie, hide your feelings, just smile and don’t make it worse.

They tell you to accept, take all abuse, just smile and don’t worry about it.

They tell you to ignore, avoid the problem, just smile and ignore the signs.

You can’t let it out, it can’t be known, what’s inside cant be shown.

You can’t cry, it cant be seen, what’s in inside is not that mean.

You cant scream, it cant be heard, what’s inside is just so absurd.

Are you actually living your own life?

No, it’s voodoo magic, not just dark practice. It’s so much worse, not just a curse.

No, life is held together with thin thread, just waiting to be burned instead. It’s not my own I’m just owned. any minute now i could be sown, i could be thrown. I could be on display, or be remade from clay.

It’s voodoo magic, not just dark practice. It’s so much worse, not just a curse.

The tailor is ruthless he stabs and pricks me, he never tries to fix me. To try to escape is just useless….

I’m just the doll…

I’m just the doll…

I’m just the doll in the hands of a sartor of doom.

it’s voodoo magic, not just dark practice. It’s so much worse, not just a curse.

I’m just the doll…

I’m just the doll…

I’m just the doll in the hands of a sartor of doom.