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

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