Cross my fingers
For I am still alive
Though the body
Is not fully mine

They can stretch me
They could really try
But the deep voice
Said I need more time

I need it
Well, I don't need it
I need it

My body's
Not my creation
Add paint and its suffocation

Take my mind
To the pay dirt demon
It is better when I don't need it

Running naked
Can you build me a shrine
It'll be engraved and say
Everything is fine

And I am rushing
Into the open sea
Take my body
It's a plastic me