Living doll with curly hair Why do you pass or stop and stare Cotton clothes are ripped and torn Her parents regret the day she was born Her plastic heart has melted down She has no smile, she’s perfect clown There is no future, blackened road The flowing words and fucked up code
Once glowing eyes, now dark and dead Your voices scream inside her head The is no pain inside This dream can die
Living doll with curly hair Lost her dreams and timeless despair Falling rain of her tears Mirrors reflecting all her fears Silver flows in her veins Death will reduce all her pains One broken heart with song and dance There is no hope and true romance All her beauty burning alone In this place where light never shown Living doll murdered by you Her hopeless fight, a deadly truth
Once glowing eyes, now dark and dead Your voices scream inside her head The is no pain inside This dream can die