Present something
Around the artificial person
All fake,
And even if you want to drown - is everywhere small.
I'm sitting on a rubber chair
In an unnatural posture
And its plastic hand
I'm shedding tears.
Chorus:
Uncomfortable to walk in a nylon gown
In the foam room, it is difficult to sleep
And I'm staring my glass eye
To see
Currently anything
Currently anything.
Pasted to the branch the bird
Really wants to fly,
And, when I want to get drunk
I can not get drunk.
Mannequins with dead persons
Talk about the art world,
And I am a child-down, shame on the family,
I do not have human emotions.
Chorus:
Uncomfortable to walk in a nylon gown
In the foam room, it is difficult to sleep
And I'm staring my glass eye
To see
Currently anything
Currently anything.
My neck is not easy to break down the rubber,
I do not have anything that you could take away.
After all ...
Chorus:
Uncomfortable to walk in a nylon gown
In the foam room, it is difficult to sleep
And I'm staring my glass eye
To see
Currently anything
Currently anything.
