Jun 13, 2003 23:57
You push me down to make an impression
The harder the pressure the more shows up
Stretch me out in every direction
You can pull until I snap with some luck
Teach me, I will listen if you instruct
Perfection is what you desire to see
My attitude quiet and yours abrupt
It's a game, I am your silly putty
Through torture you've taught me not to disrupt
Fold and mold me, shape and rape and break me
You will not let anyone interrupt
It's a game, I am your silly putty