Puppet
Van Bloom
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Shout out to the folk next door he's the best of em' all
They keep blatherin' bout' how cool he looks on those shorts
I guess I don't amuse my magician no more
My wood mates do notice that I'm made of gold
These fingers and strings that hold me are too old
I guess they're the ones who gonna make me fall
So put me up to dance, I'll move along
Your sayin' is the one to go for
My limbs are yours, my throat is closed
Your wishes are my destination
Doesn't feel like it's so bad
When you realize that I'm not dead
Your work is done but was in vain
You sold my soul
The circus' closed, pack away
I'm not ever comin' back to your play
The circus' over, I'm insane
You can hang me I'll dance to your play
Your shadow is where I lie
I'm a psycho to your eye
Cause you don't know
I'm just a puppet to you
I'm runnin' back and round, spinnin' in sound
Your echo drives me back to that scary crowd
I'll shoot out my head to not let it be shut down
You got me guessing myself, walking through hell
No tricks will save me from your dazing spell
Booked my own place back to your dusty shelf
You've put me up to dance, I moved along
Your saying was the one I went for
My limbs were yours, my throat was closed
Your wishes were my destination
Now that I can see my own
I wanna try and move alone
My work is starting to be shown
I found my soul
The circus' closed, pack away
I'm not ever comin' back to your play
The circus' over, I'm insane
You can hang me I'll dance to your play
Your shadow is where I lie
I'm a psycho to your eye
Cause you don't know
I'm just a puppet to you