Poesie Noire

Boy Toy

by J.Casters, M.Valvekens,

You motion now
Number five
Snap your fingers
To go off my life
You pull my strings
You pull my legs
You make me sing
You make me beg

I'm your puppet
Your little doll
You make me drown
You make me fall
You make choices
I follow
You hear voices
And I don't

I'm not your toy
I'm not a boy
I'm not your toy
I'm not a boy
I'm not your toy
I'm not a boy
I'm not your toy
I'm not a boy
Anymore

I'm not your toy
I'm not a boy
Anymore

I'm not your toy
I'm not a boy
Anymore