I'm feeling like a puzzle, missing some parts
The doctor must have made me with a broken heart
Bolts in my neck and my brain's on loan
I'm made of eight dudes, but I still feel alone
Stomping through the night, I just want to be free
Why is everybody running away from me
Hey, Dr. Frankenstein, you're not my real dad
You gave me life, but now I'm so sad
Everybody I know is always scared or mad
I've got a spark in my soul, but fire bad
Whoa, fire bad
I try to make friends, but they all run and hide
Their screams and their stares cut me deep inside
I'm more than these scars and the stitches they see
Wish I could dig up pieces of the real me
Howling to the night, I just want to be seen
Why is everybody screaming at the sight of me
Hey, Dr. Frankenstein, you're not my real dad
You gave me life, but now I'm so sad
Everybody I know is always scared or mad
I've got a spark in my soul, but fire bad
Whoa, fire bad
Whoa, fire bad
Fire bad
Hey, Dr. Frankenstein, you're not my real dad
You gave me life, but now I'm so sad
Everybody I know is always scared or mad
I've got a spark in my soul, but fire bad
Whoa, fire bad
Fire bad
Fire bad
Fire bad
Wandering the world, searching for my place
But all I see is fear written on every face
I didn't ask for this life, this monstrous role
Just a patchwork man with a stitched-up soul
Roaming through the night, oh, I'm yearning to belong
Why does my existence always feel so wrong
Hey, Dr. Frankenstein, you're not my real dad
You gave me life, but now I'm so sad
Everybody I know is always scared or mad
I've got a spark in my soul, but fire bad
Whoa, fire bad
Fire bad
Fire bad