Specimen

She wears sunglasses
To hide the mirror in her eyes
Keeps rocks in her backpack
She gets dizzy when she flies
Her heart is made of flowers
And her hair is made of straw
She's never shown her metal bones
Since all the neighbors saw

She is made of starlight and
She does not understand
Why Mama said she can't be
In the marching band

Knuckles bruise
Blood runs white
Rap on the glass
You're a specimen
Knuckles bruise
Blood runs white
Rap on the glass
You're a specimen

Every damn night
She's lying awake
She's got no love
They all say she's a fake
Water will rust up her pipes
Recycled from the factory
She's never shed a real tear
No she's just an actor, she

Keeps her mind locked up tight
She wears the keys on a chain
She won't speak a word
Don't bother asking her name

Knuckles bruise
Blood runs white
Rap on the glass
You're a specimen
Knuckles bruise
Blood runs white
Rap on the glass
You're a specimen
Knuckles bruise
Blood runs white
Rap on the glass
You're a specimen
Knuckles bruise
Blood runs white
Rap on the glass
You're a specimen



Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Froom, Jerry Stahl
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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