Wind-Up Toy

You are no saint
More like a wind-up toy
A lifetime of stagnation
Interrupted by seconds of joy
Walking towards the edge
When you're all out of batteries
Whose problem will you be?
Useless toy
Pitiful plaything
I once knew you
So full of life & love
But now you're all wooden
& stuck down in what you were once above
I hope you left yourself a breadcrumb trail
I hope you left yourself a light on
I hope you left yourself a breadcrumb trail
(And when you're all out of batteries)
(Whose problem will you be?)
I hope you left yourself a light on
(Useless toy)
(Pitiful plaything)



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Haynes, Conner Haman, Skyy Haman, Stephen Redmond, Trevin Baker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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