Human Pin Cushion - Skeleton Key

She locked me in a basket

And swallowed down the key

I heard her outside laughing

Like needles sticking me

Well now I’m her favorite thing to stick shit into

She knows the place that’s soft and deep

And no-one takes it quite like I can

'Cause I’m he human pin cushion

They eye me for a soft spot

And she tied the torniquets in thread

I’m slipping through the loopholes

She’s sown inside my head

Well now I’m her favorite thing to stick shit into

She knows the place that’s soft and deep

And no-one takes it quite like I can

'Cause I’m he human pin cushion

Well if you stick me, I won’t bleed.

Her pin cushion

I’m just a prick she she doesn’t need

She styled a special pattern

In my coffins upholstery

I found her (and the scissors)

Were in conspiracy

Now I’m her… Her pin cushion

Well if you stick me, I won’t bleed.

Her pin cushion

I’m just a prick she she doesn’t need