Sculptor Songtext
von FEiN

Living my dreams in the age of the surgeon
Cover my eyes, navigate with my hands
Keep it clean, not a trace of emotion
I′ll be beautiful, wait 'til the bruises are gone

Look at us now,
Peel off my skin,
Stitch it back up
Where I wish it had been.
Staple me baby,
Yeah staple me good.
Make me so pretty,
Like you promised you would.


Oh what a time to find yourself living in,
Hell, we are living in,
Any price to be young again.
Oh all my life I′ve had a fear of dying,
Aging and dying.
Any price to be young again.

Living my dreams in the age of the sculptor,
Gonna require a little more of my blood.
Honey I'm not afraid of your needles.
I'll be beautiful no matter what it costs.

Look at us now,
Make me look thin
Stitch me back up
How you wish I had been.
Staple me baby,
Yeah staple me good.
I′ll love mah body,
When you say I that I should.


Oh what a time to find yourself living in,
Hell, we are living in,
Any price to be young again.
Oh all my life I′ve had a fear of dying,
Aging and dying.
Any price to be young again.