Sewn Together Wrong (The Frankenstein Song)

This body is not my own Doesn't it show? It's all sewn up, pretty beaten, and old These limbs are just flailing around Out of control And it's pretty clear to me These eyes I use to see Used to see something else Yes it's pretty clear to me These lungs I use to breath They belong on a shelf You made me this way Out of flesh and blood Put the pieces together But where is the love I'm trying to hold on But my stitches keep coming out I'm trying to keep cool But your pitchforks don't help If I could just say one thing Can't you see this isn't me I was made by a mad man and his crazy dreams There's a lack of blood Flowing through these veins And I find it hard breath What I think should be the air Has been replaced by electricity What is my purpose What is my purpose Don't you have the answers? What is my purpose Am I only than worthless? Are you just going to stand there? You gave me this life Now take responsibility You gave me these eyes But it's you who can't see That I'm trying to hold on But my stitches keep coming out And I'm trying to keep cool But I just burnt down your house If I could just say one thing Get a word in edgewise I know it's not much, but It's my only life I'm trying to hold on But my stitches keep coming out You tell me keep cool But your pitchforks don't help If I could just say one thing Can't you see this isn't me? I was made by a mad man and his crazy dreams