Sculpture

I sold my soul to my shadow
Without knowing the consequence
So naive, I was a child
I volunteered my innocence
And my skeleton
Has become cement
And it won’t be long
Till' the flesh is gone
And the mold is cast
Taking shape so fast
I’m ready now (at last)
Under the skin and bone
Took my face when the blood starts running
I’m turning into stone
Halfway there, might as well keep going
I’m in a gallery, I’m behind a glass
No touching me, those days have passed now
But who will love me when the night is over?
And I’m just a sculpture
No more running through the garden
I can’t hide in my mother’s arms
One by one, my fingers harden
If you’re standing, work of art (hey yea-ah)
And my skeleton
Has become cement
And it won’t be long
Till' the flesh is gone
And the mold is cast
Taking shape so fast
I’m ready now (at last)
Under the skin and bone
Took my face when the blood starts running
I’m turning into stone
Halfway there, might as well keep going
I’m in a gallery, I’m behind a glass
No touching me, those days have passed now
But who will love me when the night is over?
And I’m just a sculpture
It’s too late
She’s slowly painting
My tears are frozen
And take it, far away
My fate is chosen
Who will love me when the night is over?
And I’m just a sculpture