Letra da Música: A Doll's Life - Baboon Rising

Once when we were boys
Violence we would deploy
To our sister's toys
Their dolls were left for dead
Cut the hair from their head|
This doll's life
Is under the knife
We would drive in the car
With the door open and ajar
We'd scrape their limbs on the tar
Rip them limb from limb
Let the torture begin
A doll's life is not clean
Once the wounds are seen
If their owners had a brother
Their demise is in order