Pin Cushion Songtext

von Gigolo Aunts

When it's not the stuff of dreams
When you're bursting at the seams
And your mother's face grows warm(')
And your father touched with scorn

You're at a silent dinner table
And the two of them unable
To face each other's thread (')
So they bounce on you instead

And you're tired of feeling like a pin cushion
And you're tired of feeling
And you're tired of feeling like a pin cushion
And you're tired of feeling

Sometimes when they look at you they seem to feel there's guilt
Just look at what they pulled
It seems their only way of trying is buying

And you're tired of feeling like a pin cushion
And you're tired of feeling
And you're tired of feeling like a pin cushion
And you're tired of feeling...