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