Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Mannequin" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how undefined weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Mannequin" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that undefined employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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How do I get closer to you
When you keep it all on mute
How will I know the right way to love you?
Usually the queen of figuring out
Breaking down the man is no work out
But I have no clue
How to get through to you
I wanna hit you just to see if you cry
I keep knockin' on wood
Hopin' there's a real boy inside
'Cause you're not a man
You're just a mannequin
I wish you could feel that my love is real
But you're not a man
I wish I could just turn you on
Put a battery in, make you talk
Even pull a string, for you to say anything
But with you there is no guarantee
Only expired warranty
A bunch of broken parts
And I can't seem to find your heart
Oh, I'm such a fool
I'm such a fool
I'm such a fool
This one's outta my hands
I can't put you back together again
'Cause you're not a man
You're just a mannequin
I wish you could feel
That my love is real but you're not a man
You're just a, a toy
Could you ever be a real, real boy and understand?
But you're not a man
If the past is the problem
Our future could solve 'em, baby
I could bring you to life
If you let me inside, baby
It'll hurt, but in the end
You'll be a man
You're not a man
You're just a mannequin
I wish you could feel that my love is real
A toy, could you ever be a real, real boy?
And understand
But you're not a man
You're not a man
You're just a mannequin
I wish you could feel that my love is real
But you're not a man