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Strings
Little puppeteer; hold your thoughts so near and dear.
Twisting, winding, pulling strings; laughing at all the little things.
My words become puppets, dancing like a clown.
My will is attached to your fingers, and you pull me further down.
I cry out for help, but can't anybody hear?
I'm drowning here with you in the depths of my own worst fear.
(Chorus)
Puppets, puppets, dancing all around.
Laughing, jeering, taunting as I try to make a sound.
Puppets, puppets, dancing all around.
Its their lies not their eyes that throw me to the ground.
Ooh little devils please set me free.
Let me live my life, please just let me be.
Ooh little devils please let me flee.
Can't you see I'm desperate here? Just listen to my plea.
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