max robertson - watchers

Ragdoll With a Soul

When flowing and moving in the air and the wind
I think to myself when am I coming in

I've been outside here for such a long time
And I haven't been feeling a thing on this side

I'm played with and torn up and thrown on the floor
And they just get up and walk straight to the door

Then someone comes and sews me and says they're my friend
Then I'm played with and torn up and thrown down again

Each of my parts are just hanging by threads
The ragdoll with a soul or so it pretends

Put back in the toy box to play with me later
I wonder if I'm going to last until later

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Writer(s): Max Robertson
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