Object of Fun

He prefers when I'm perfectly young Crazy glue on my tongue Seeing me in my dresses and stones I'm an object of fun But I exist in full I'm a person of earth too I wake up in the morning I equal all my sums My face clears when I cry All my memories lie I'm a person of earth too I grow old and I die Never blind to the bind of my use I'm aware of my kind Fighting punches in pools made of glass Eyes on me when I lose But I exist in full I'm a person of earth too I wake up in the morning I equal all my sums My face clears when I cry All my memories lie I'm a person of earth too I grow old and I die I appear heavenly in the dark The light bounces on me Steering clear from my corners of gloom I feel safe when I move It's perfectly fine to cry In the middle of the night And I'm hoping for more Like a dog craves the bone Guess I missed all the signs And I swallowed your lies I hold onto my sword But I exist in full I'm a person of earth too I wake up in the morning I equal all my sums My face clears when I cry All my memories lie I'm a person of earth too I grow old and I die But I exist in full I'm a person of earth too I wake up in the morning I equal all my sums My face clears when I cry All my memories lie I'm a person of earth too I grow old and I die