My Job is Hugs

An incredibly happy, bouncy, catchy track with a horror waiting inside. It sounds sweet: a teddy bear in the corner, always there when you need a squeeze. But the bear doesn't get to want anything. He just waits until someone needs him. That's how I felt, like an accessory to everyone else's needs.

Got button eyes, a stitched-on nose
I sit and watch the way life goes
Just waiting in my corner chair
For you to know that I'm still there
My furry arms, they cannot start
To reach right out and play a part
I'm just a passenger, it's true
My only point of view is you

'Cause my job is hugs, it's what I do
I'm made of fluff and love for you
So drag me 'round and squeeze me tight
From morning 'til the fading light
My job is hugs, and that's my plan
Your big ol' fuzzy teddy man
So squish my face and pull my ear
And tell me that you'll keep me here

They say a bear should be real brave
And know the way he should behave
But I don't have a single roar
I don't know what my paws are for
Unless you pick them up and then
You make me wave to all your friends
I'm just a prop in your whole scene
The quietest hero ever seen

A little worn, a threadbare patch
A fuzzy heart held by a latch
Don't leave me sitting on the shelf
I'm not so good at helping myself
I need your hands to make me real
The only way that I can feel

My job is hugs (Just drag me around)
My job is hugs (And make everything feel alright)
My job is hugs (Yeah, tell me that you'll keep me here)
My job is hugs

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