Wind-Up Toy

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 floor 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 shocks must be workin' I'm so happy now Look, my fingers don't shake and my head isn't jerkin' Daddy won't discuss me What a pain I must be? Mommy couldn't stand Having such a wound-up boy Doctors wanna check me Poke me and dissect me What do they expect, feelings from a wind up toy? I don't think so, I'm just a wind-up toy 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 Oh, 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 I'm just a wind-up toy Wind-up toy, wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy Wind-up toy, wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up, wind-up Wind-up, wind-up, wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy Wind-up toy, wind-up toy {You know they come here every night I see them, don t you see them? Hmm, thats odd, isn't it? I'm so tired, I'm winding down You'll have to go now, it's bed time Demon}