Pinocchios Plead (Intro)

Eyes made of stone
And wood in my heart
To become a real person
I don't know where to start
Yo Jimmy
Can you stop rubbing legs
With ya top black hat
There's voices in my head
They say
I must become flesh
'Cause the stings on my hands
They wrap around my neck
If I was a real boy
They would've took my breath
Termites all around
I must watch my step
If they choose to bite
I will have nothing left
So call the wood man
Don't mention my request
I'll make something up
Until my nose stretch
They know that lie
Don't need no common sense
Fake arms
Fake legs
Fake emotions
Fake head
In a fake casket if I end up dead
I wanna be real boy
But I feel fake
I wanna be a real boy
Just for today
I wanna be a real boy
Wonder if it's great
If I was really real
Hoping happiness would stay
I wanna be real boy
But I feel fake
I wanna be a real boy
Just for today
I wanna be a real boy
Wonder if it's great
If I was really real
Hoping happiness would stay
This is the same
No difference
Alike
No change
Repetitive like many tiny
Voices in my brain
They tell a story untold
Unwind Unfold
No strings attached
My soul is in a void
What is new
What is old
Shakespeare
Thou ist gold
Like that crown That should
Rest on my head
King of the fake
King of the dead
King of art
King of legs
The kings of pawns
Who can unite
I'm made of wood
Made of stone
Without fire I am cold
The strings attached
This life is getting old
I must escape
Cut away
Disappear
Disarray
This is no good
But they beg me to stay
Fake arms
Fake legs
Fake emotions
Fake head
In a fake casket if I end up dead
I wanna be real boy
But I feel fake
I wanna be a real boy
Just for today
I wanna be a real boy
Wonder if it's great
If I was really real
Hoping happiness would stay
I wanna be real boy
But I feel fake
I wanna be a real boy
Just for today
I wanna be a real boy
Wonder if it's great
If I was really real
Hoping happiness would stay