Doll

[verse 1]
It brews slowly inside,
Сreeping on tiptoe, emerging from shadowy corners
Where you were afraid to look, even with a flashlight...

You think you’re in control of everything, but you notice nothing
Until the trees, with roots facing up, start tearing your cells apart
One by one,
Turning you inside out

[chorus]
Scar on scar,
Stitch on stitch
Like a doll, pieced together from fragments,
Abandoned on a bench under the pouring rain
Always waiting for someone who will never come

[verse 2]
Smudged colors run down the pale face,
Turning life into a medical chart
Scrawled like the tags on the walls of bleak alleys
Where your wildest and hungriest fears patiently wait for their turn
To leave their sweeping autograph...

Coarse threads laid in uneven seams,
Fused with molten bitumen, sealed with plasters.
On this body, issued in the wrong size, there’s not a clean spot left,
But the pulse is still thumping

[chorus]
Scar on scar,
Stitch on stitch
Like a doll, pieced together from fragments,
Abandoned on a bench under the pouring rain
Always waiting for someone who will never come

[final chorus]
Scar on scar,
Stitch on stitch
Like a doll, pieced together from fragments,
Abandoned on a bench under the pouring rain
Always waiting for someone who will never come

[Outro]
Will never!
Never never never... come!