Strip me of parts,
From my mechanical heart.
Tell you a secret,
Covered in static.

What's this head it's missing an eye?
Question me but I'll say goodbye.
Albino fox hanging on the ceiling,
Pink bowtie don't question what your seeing.

They left me for dead,
Tearing pieces from my head.
If in tru they won't play with me.
Maybe it's best to keep away from my teeth.

Broken parts I belong with them,
Wires I'm no toy to mend.
Twisted and put back poorly,
No more shows I'll sit but no idly.