As we walk down this corridor
We are no more
just toys
Not allowed to make noise
Perfect and poise

But this dolls tattered gown
Left her with a frown
So she decided to search the play town
Just to find
The townsfolk
Have lost their mind

No one to fix her dress
She'd never be the best
Barbie would replace porcelain
With time the cracks in her skin
We're wearing her thin

Shush pretty thing
Don't speak
Just drift to sleep