We are all the same but different...
You may not control me
I am not your porcelain doll
Don’t touch my hair...
Please don’t place me in the horrible clothing
You can not control me
I will never be your doll
We are different don’t you see
I don’t feel your pretty words
You can’t see the hate I though toured you
Don’t force your religions on me
I can’t take this madness anymore
You can not do such a thing to me
It will ruin us all
I am no porcelain doll
You beliefs and I are different
There is no love in this room
Now bow down to me
Do I scare you now?
I am not your porcelain doll
Bow down to me
You will be my new toy
Something I can touch and play with
DON’T wine you little boy
Bow down do I scare you now
SO how do you like your doll now?
I told you I wasn’t your porcelain doll
Bow down to me
This is the end
OF your dreams

 
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