Puppet Strings

June 12, 2012
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Pull my strings and take control
Tell me how to play my role
Sun is painted on my wall
Trees are plastic, still they fall
Tear off an angel's wings
Pull on my puppet strings

Cannot breath but still I drown
Dead man walking in happy town
Stuff words in my mouth, I don't speak
Kill my soul to help the weak
Deaf but still I hear a ring
Pull on my puppet strings

Show them that I am a fool
Tell them that you are not cruel
Bring me down and use me up
Put me in a drinking cup
Too numb to feel the sting
Pull on my puppet strings

Pick me up to have some fun
Throw me away once you're done
In a box with the others
You're our master, not our mother
Children's playground with no swings
Pull on my puppet strings





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