Play with my doll, after I fall
Lay her on your pillow with all
the rest I can, can you write me
a song work for
My child he's poor
Play with my doll, after I fall
Lay her on your pillow with all
the rest I can, can you write me
a song work for
My child he's poor and wild
Play with my doll after I fall
Lay her on your pillow with all
the stains you left after your sleep
dream of me
In you on black sheets
Play with my doll, after I fall
Lay her on your cold floor
I guess your mess is mine
Depends on the time
And my child he's poor and dying
Setteld, we go out they go in
Proud of their skin
Little pat on chin, I'll admire the ego
You can do the same to mine
They can stare and swear
Any time at white lines were
Standing on with little feet
Too little to compete
My eyes are yellow
Like you
Making you falling down, Love it
Sharp and pointy alarms
Look at both of us now
We're flying in to the show of Milan
Milan
Lay her on your pillow with all
the rest I can, can you write me
a song work for
My child he's poor
Play with my doll, after I fall
Lay her on your pillow with all
the rest I can, can you write me
a song work for
My child he's poor and wild
Play with my doll after I fall
Lay her on your pillow with all
the stains you left after your sleep
dream of me
In you on black sheets
Play with my doll, after I fall
Lay her on your cold floor
I guess your mess is mine
Depends on the time
And my child he's poor and dying
Setteld, we go out they go in
Proud of their skin
Little pat on chin, I'll admire the ego
You can do the same to mine
They can stare and swear
Any time at white lines were
Standing on with little feet
Too little to compete
My eyes are yellow
Like you
Making you falling down, Love it
Sharp and pointy alarms
Look at both of us now
We're flying in to the show of Milan
Milan