Porcelain figurines are scattered all over the carpet Cry for paper tigers ruined by her needle heels Stella is alive, why do you treat her like a puppet Let me rule my kingdom, nanny, give me space to breathe
Waves of paranoia Engulf my furry shack Nanny the Destroyer Glue my princess back Promises are broken No-one understands Nanny the Destroyer Dancing with my cats
Hear the friendly whisper deep inside my pillow Visitors are here, safely hidden in the dark Always contradictory, their stories sooth my fever Nursery is shifting, lit by crimson paper stars