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, and someday soon, so will I
 But now, I'm all smiles
 These good little shocks must be workin'
 I'm so happy now
 Look, my fingers don't shake and my head isn't jerkin'
 Daddy won't discuss me
 What a pain I must be?
 Mommy couldn't stand
 Having such a wound-up boy
 Doctors wanna check me
 Poke me and dissect me
 What do they expect, feelings from a wind up toy?
 I don't think so, I'm just a wind-up toy
 A wind-up toy
 I'm lost in a nightmare, shiny white halls
 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
 Oh, what a pain I must be?
 Mama couldn't stand
 Having such a wound-up boy
 I'm just a wind-up toy
 I'm a wind-up toy
 I'm just a wind-up toy
 I'm just a wind-up toy
 I'm just a wind-up toy
 Wind-up toy, wind-up toy
 I'm just a wind-up toy
 Wind-up toy, wind-up toy
 I'm just a wind-up toy
 I'm just a wind-up toy
 I'm just a wind-up, wind-up
 Wind-up, wind-up, wind-up toy
 I'm just a wind-up toy
 Wind-up toy, wind-up toy
 {You know they come here every night
 I see them, don t you see them?
 Hmm, thats odd, isn't it?
 I'm so tired, I'm winding down
 You'll have to go now, it's bed time
 Demon}