With hollow eyes and cracked porcelain skin
She’s always watching, knowing just what you do
Tiny lips twisted into an impish grin
Dirty dolly clothes, all caked with grime
Shiny, coal black eyes staring blankly at you
She sees your every fault, mistake, and crime

Baby doll can look straight into your soul
Can make you confess, repent, and atone
Her dark, unsavory gifts you must extol
Pray for forgiveness and you might be spared
Or cut so deep, to the very bone
It’s only a doll, why are you so scared?

With hollow eyes and cracked porcelain skin
Baby doll can look straight into your soul