There's a zillion eyes 

But this is one of you 

Charming butterflies 

Catching clouds thats still mean 

Anyone I can speak 

Just winded up your doll 

'Cos you're the son of invention 

Til the music stops.. 



(Til the music stops) 



I dont know why I drive 

I can see how long I can stumble 

Through stairways down your spine, I 

I try to see through a zillion eyes 

Anyways I feel cheap 

Just wind them up you doll 

Don't be something that matters 

Just winded up and show you how 

You're the son of invention 

Til the music stops.. 



(Til the music stops x2)