They called him question mark with doll parts
Living in a bathroom stall, surrounded by sharks
And mama had him in the front row, serving holy water to the pope
He grew flowers, where he should've bled, he had intertwined red ribbons with the braids upon his head
He only wished he could've taken them out
But mama didn't want the pope to pout
On the neutral soil where no country dared to fight he stood on his bare toes and called for angels in the night, screaming "feed yourselves my doll parts I can't handle what you've given me, with them I'm not who I was born to be"
They marked him up with dotted lines and carved away his dame designs they let him go through thick terrain, through those who called it inhumane 10 out of 10, ignore the men, afraid of their cravings againdon’t you change, I like you strange, don’t you change I like you strangebetter without them anyway
You make life so fucking complicated
Just leave us all alone were always interrogated
What if we don't want to understand
Stop questioning our happiness you've never been to wonderland
Bacardi flowing through our veins, grouped behind steel monuments killing teenage brains
It's not cold when you've had more than enough
He was always into all that kinda stuff
On the neutral soil where no country dared to fight he stood on his bare toes and called for angels in the night, screaming "feed yourselves my doll parts I can't handle what you've given me, with them I'm not who I was born to be""biting all my nails off, something angels never want to see, crown me then, after I am doll part free"