Dollhouse
You could have
Left or died instead
Treat me like
An expendable
You replaced me
With a copy
A fetish
I am not human
Fun is over
Too much could kill
He was happy
For doubles of me
Hun, how could you
To cheat and lie
We were fine but
You're nasty and greedy
Your lower back
Had red markings
My faith in you
Dwindled
Found you in tongues
With her and not me
Liar, tell me
Not to worry
Fun is over
Too much could kill
He was happy
For doubles of me
Hun, how could you
To cheat and lie
We were fine but
You're nasty and greedy
I am pleasure
A doll only for you
I will stay put and move
When you tell me
Define good times
When you blew my guard down
Disguise yourself
As the precious angel
I am pleasure
A doll only for you
I will stay put and move
When you tell me
You could have
Left or died instead
Treat me like
An expendable
You replaced me
With a copy
A fetish
That I cannot escape
You could have
Left or died instead
Treat me like
An expendable
You replaced
Me with a copy
A fetish
That made me feel impure
Carry me home
Purgatory
Where I belong
To rot and slay
Doesn't matter
What happens next
All of us win
In different ways
Left or died instead
Treat me like
An expendable
You replaced me
With a copy
A fetish
I am not human
Fun is over
Too much could kill
He was happy
For doubles of me
Hun, how could you
To cheat and lie
We were fine but
You're nasty and greedy
Your lower back
Had red markings
My faith in you
Dwindled
Found you in tongues
With her and not me
Liar, tell me
Not to worry
Fun is over
Too much could kill
He was happy
For doubles of me
Hun, how could you
To cheat and lie
We were fine but
You're nasty and greedy
I am pleasure
A doll only for you
I will stay put and move
When you tell me
Define good times
When you blew my guard down
Disguise yourself
As the precious angel
I am pleasure
A doll only for you
I will stay put and move
When you tell me
You could have
Left or died instead
Treat me like
An expendable
You replaced me
With a copy
A fetish
That I cannot escape
You could have
Left or died instead
Treat me like
An expendable
You replaced
Me with a copy
A fetish
That made me feel impure
Carry me home
Purgatory
Where I belong
To rot and slay
Doesn't matter
What happens next
All of us win
In different ways
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Writer(s): Valentine Hills
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