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The Puppeteers

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The puppeteers -- they pull your strings.
They make you dance to the songs they sing.
They move your feet and lift your hands,
You're just a part in their play.
You're a puppet on a stage,
You're a lion in a cage.
They control your every thought,
You're just an accessory that they've bought.
You're just a part in their play,
You can't run, because you can't hide,
They've already bought your mind.
It's almost the end of the show,
And you will always know,
That you're just a part in their play.





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