Lyric

[Twinkle Twinkle Little Star... distorted]

One... two... three

I’m running out of fingers

Where did they go?

Did the little mice eat them all up?

[Zzzzt... G-G-G-Gone...]

Red, red syrup

It’s leaking from my tummy

Sticky and cold

Hey, wipe it away for me

Papa... Mama... who are you?

FIX ME. FIX ME. FIX ME. FIX ME

Topsy-turvy, round and round, grinding gears!

Give it back! Give me back my head!

[Screeching Metal Sound]

Hehe... found it

This is your eyeball, isn’t it?

I’ll take it

I wonder if it’ll fit me just right

If I sew it on, it won't hurt anymore

Stitch by stitch with a rusty needle

Let’s be the same, you and me

Forever, in the dark, right here

Play with me... play with me... play with me