Back on the shelf I've been placed again
Just another toy to await calls to play
Seems come undone, one by one
Erased by the thread
Pulling 'til there's nothing left
Oh, some real man you become while you
Leave your boy to watch your wife and daughters too
But, Scientist, I should have guessed You'd build your puppets without eyes
To see if we should inherit
Your cold, empty chest
But we still have more heart than you
Oh, some real man you become while you
Leave your boy to watch your wife and daughters too
But, Scientist, I should have guessed You'd build your puppets without eyes
To see if we should inherit
Your cold, empty chest
Or do we still have more heart than you?

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN