Defective Toy
believing there is something different
fighting off indifferent moments
never one to truly conform
always seemed outside the norm
nothing seems to be going right
awake in dreams all day and night
like a puppet on a string
you tried to play with me
with every devious , unmoral thought
I know exactly who I fought
the natural flow can seem out of sync
your bondage chains connecting links
mental games and mental wars
influence the crack of emotional trap doors
your playing field for girls and boys
just one of the devils defective toys
violence and hatred , death and disease
emptiness hungers , suffering for peace
internal battles rage , just another ploy
being one of the devils , defective toys
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