07. Mind Of A Toy
Visage Lyrics


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My painted face is chipped and cratcked
My mind seems to fade too fast
Clutching straws, sinking slow
Nothing lasts, nothing lasts

A puppets motions controlled by a string
By a stranger I've never met
A nod of the head and a pull of a thread
I can't say no, can't say no

When a child throws down a toy
When I was new you wanted me
Now I'm old you no longer see me
When a child throws down a toy
Spite for girl, hate for boy
When a child throws out a toy

I'm all dressed up and no where to go
On a music box that never stop
I'll dance for if you want me to
Move in time, move in time

A wooden head and a broken heart
Used, abused and torn apart





I gave you my best and you gave me the rest
It's time to die, time to die

Overall Meaning

"Mind of a Toy" by Visage is a song that reflects on the fleeting nature of life, love and popularity. The opening lyrics "My painted face is chipped and cracked/My mind seems to fade too fast/Clutching straws, sinking slow/Nothing lasts, nothing lasts" evokes a sense of disillusionment and despair, as the persona in the song realizes that the things he or she once held dear are slowly slipping away. There is a sense of disconnection from one's own self as well, as the mind fades too fast, leaving the persona feeling lost, grasping at straws to hold on to something, anything, that could bring meaning to an otherwise futile existence.


The song then takes on a metaphorical turn, drawing comparisons between the persona and a puppet whose motions are controlled by a stranger. The persona feels indebted to this stranger, unable to resist their pull and nod of the head. The chorus, "When a child throws down a toy/When I was new you wanted me/Now I'm old you no longer see me/When a child throws out a toy/Spite for girl, hate for boy/When a child throws out a toy" highlights the fickle nature of human relationships, where once prized possessions can be quickly discarded and forgotten. The persona, now feeling obsolete and abandoned, sings "I'm all dressed up and nowhere to go/On a music box that never stops/I'll dance for you if you want me to/Move in time, move in time." This final stanza underscores the futility of living a life that lacks purpose, where one is merely going through the motions without any real agency. The persona finally resigns to its fate, acknowledging its expiration with the line "It's time to die, time to die."


Line by Line Meaning

My painted face is chipped and cracked
I am starting to show signs of wear and tear, my exterior is no longer perfect.


My mind seems to fade too fast
My mental faculties are deteriorating rapidly, and my thoughts are becoming confused.


Clutching straws, sinking slow
I am trying desperately to hold on, but everything is slipping away and I am sinking into oblivion.


Nothing lasts, nothing lasts
Everything is temporary and fleeting, and eventually everything fades away.


A puppet's motions controlled by a string
I am being manipulated by someone else, and I have no control over my own movements or actions.


By a stranger I've never met
I don't even know who is controlling me, and I am completely at their mercy.


A nod of the head and a pull of a thread
It doesn't take much for my master to make me do his bidding, he just needs to give me a slight command.


I can't say no, can't say no
I am completely subservient to my master, and I have no will of my own.


When a child throws down a toy
When someone who once cherished me no longer wants me, I become discarded and forgotten.


When I was new you wanted me
When I was fresh and new, I was the object of desire.


Now I'm old you no longer see me
But as I have become old and broken, I am no longer valued or even noticed by my former owner.


Spite for girl, hate for boy
The emotions behind discarding me differ by gender, girls tend to discard me out of anger, boys tend to discard me out of hatred.


When a child throws out a toy
Once my time with my owner was over, I became just another piece of trash that is unwanted.


I'm all dressed up and nowhere to go
I am still pristine and beautiful, but there is no one around to appreciate my beauty or make use of my talents.


On a music box that never stops
I am stuck in a repetitive cycle, constantly performing the same motions and never being able to break free.


I'll dance if you want me to, move in time, move in time
But even though I have no control over my movements, I will still perform my dance perfectly, in step with the music box's tune.


A wooden head and a broken heart
Despite my outward appearance of beauty and perfection, deep down I know I am nothing but half of a whole, a broken thing.


Used, abused and torn apart
I have been put through the wringer, pulled and manipulated until I am no longer able to perform to my full potential.


I gave you my best and you gave me the rest
Despite my best efforts, I was not able to please my master, and in return he gave me very little in terms of appreciation or value.


It's time to die, time to die
I have realized that my time has come and gone, and there is nothing left for me in this life but to fade away into obscurity.




Lyrics Β© DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: PETER ANSELM EGAN, MIDGE URE, BILLY CURRIE, JOHN MCGEOGH, STEVE STRANGE, DAVE FORMULA

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