She is a husk, could be blown away by the wind Has no roots, no escape routes Mould her with your calloused hands and give her a magic seed Something to call her very own Make her a conjuror Make her the God of someone's world ♪ Make her a conjuror Make her the God of someone's world ♪ Her brain is a web of chains Put there to hold her down Each heartbeat spools the sticky thread out ♪ A negative of every life that throws it's light into her shade She's spinning it for Daddy A negative of every life that throws it's light into her shade She's spinning it for Daddy