Your Ragdoll - Theatres Des Vampires

I was sitting on the shelf

Broken and left to myself

You could not ever think

My eyes began to blink

Alive and cold

I’m here alone

I’m coming there to hold you

My scars, my pain

With you again

And you’ll be

Cold as me

I was your special rag doll

But one day, you made me fall

My angel face half broke

One eye, one empty hole

I’m alive, I’m here

I’m coming to get you

Forgotten on this shelf

No more a thought for me

I was your favorite

No more, no more, no more

Broken, I’m broken