Letra de 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 someday soon so will I
But now I´m all smiles
These good little shots must be working
I´m so happy now (I´m so happy)
Look, my fingers don´t shake and my head isn´t jerking
Daddy won´t discuss me
What a pain I must be
Mommy couldn´t stand
Having such a wound-up boy
Doctors want to check me
Poke me and dissect me
What do they expect?
Feelings from a wound-up toy?

I don´t think so
I´m just a wound-up toy
Wind-up toy
I´m lost in a nightmare
Shiny white hall 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
What a pain I must be
Mommy couldn´t stand
Having such a wound-up boy

I´m just a wind-up toy
Wind-up toy
I´m just a wind-up toy
Wind-up, wind-up...
I´m just a wind-up toy
Wind-up toy
(Daddy won´t discuss me)
I´m just a wind-up...
(What a pain I must be)
Just a wind-up...
(Mommy couldn´t stand
Having such a wound-up boy)
Daddy won´t discuss me
What a pain I must be
Mommy couldn´t stand
Having such a wound-up boy...