Tired of being an object

Då minusgraderna blev fler bestämde både mitt internet och min tv att lägga av, det var sådär lagom roligt. Vet att jag har pratat en del genom låtar på senaste tiden, varför vet jag inte, det blir bara så.

Are you tired of being an object
Or did you never get the chance
To be one,
And now you wanna make sure
There´s no fun
You´ve been missing
Are you tired of being an object
Or are you just jealous
That you ain´t one,
Now you realized that those objects
Do all the kissing

Well don´t project you spleen
On the girl on the magazine
You never know,
Maybe she´s feeling quite comfortable
The only human right for which I´m
Gonna fight
Is everybody´s right to sometimes feel
Irresistible

Uh-oh, maybe it´s you who need
Confidence
Maybe it´s you who need real freinds
Well she doesn´t need your voice
`Cause she´s already got one

And though she doesn´t push
With as much force
It can even be stronger than yours
When she uses it
In a sensi-sensi-sensual whisper

Well, don´t project your bore
On the girl on the dance floor
She doesn´t at all find
The men´s looks abusive
She doesn´t want your shield
Maybe she´s the one who´s free
Maybe sometimes getting fucked
Can be amusing