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Intro

Verse 1

The marionette has your number

It pullin your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own

Dragging your conscience on the stage and you heart gets rearranged

And you cannot tell your mentor from your maker

Look at the crowds bleeding with laughter

Over the way you entertain at beckon call

They don't see behind the lights or the painted background

They just like to see you fall

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But you don't really mind

Cause you're just wasting time

You can't feel anything

Just a boy on a string

Verse 2

I feel a sadness like Gapetto

Watching the life that he created run away,

Seeing the puppeteer's intrusion and holding the remains

Of puppets that had rotted away

One day the curtain will not open

And all of the crowds will go away

Someday those strings will choke you

But until that day

Chorus