Lyrics

(Loose!)
(Untightend!)
(Aw, Yeah!)
Tonight we're all already on the prowl, scrowling around to disembowel, with improper hand and feet, we arouse
(Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!)
Too little too many limbs to count, too many too little more to collect
(Me oh my!)
We are more than just stuffed plush toys,
We are deprived of joy!
Too cold, too crisp to be around
So I guess it's time for you,
To control me!
Better get a needle, your really gonna need it, don't you dare deceive it(Quiet as a church mouse, crazy as a dog)
Patch all my flesh wounds up...and I'll be on my way!
Twist and turn, feeling the thread coming loose
Punnish them, by hanging them up on the puppet's noose
Cloth by cloth and thread by thread,
Will soon be reformed in my fearful shape!
We are more than just stuffed plush toys,
We are deprived of joy!
Too cold, too crisp to be around
So I guess it's time for you,
To control me!
We are much more than just puppets,
We are all too long gone,
Separated from life, dried out of love,
So I guess you better control me!
We are more than just stuffed plush toys,
We are deprived of joy!
Too cold, too crisp to be around
So I guess it's time for you,
To control me!
We are much more than just puppets,
We are all too long gone,
Separated from life, dried out of love,
So I guess you better control me!