I'm silenced and I'm victimized with price tag on my thigh
Rip me off the shelf and snap the buttons off my eyes
Images of me are wrong inside your little head
I'm not made of felt and cotton, damn it. I'm made of lead
Don't try to sew my eyes
Sit down, f*ck you, goodbye
Don't know me enough to know the hairs upon my chin
Underestimate me boy, you're spitting in the wind
Stare into my plastic eyeballs as I walk right past
You tell me I'm your ragdoll but you won't come near my ass
Don't try to sew my eyes
Sit down, f*ck you, goodbye
I have never felt such a cold hand try and grab me by my knitted hair