I used to think there was just one puppeteer
Pulling on all the strings
But now it seems like we're all tugging on something
And one big old tangled mess
Pulling on all the strings
But now it seems like we're all tugging on something
And one big old tangled mess
I feel some hair that's hanging off of me
It's not mine nor do I want it to be
I will pull for you if that's what you want me to do
But I like to walk fast and I demand you allow me to
It's not mine nor do I want it to be
I will pull for you if that's what you want me to do
But I like to walk fast and I demand you allow me to
I went from one reason to none
To as many as I could argue
And back to zero
Because I could fight but I don't want to
I'd rather recite my fate
What I often offer gets trapped in how I speak
By what I love or what I despise but usually by each
I'm hung up on being untethered in a way that agrees with me
With the door open
With the door open
To as many as I could argue
And back to zero
Because I could fight but I don't want to
I'd rather recite my fate
What I often offer gets trapped in how I speak
By what I love or what I despise but usually by each
I'm hung up on being untethered in a way that agrees with me
With the door open
With the door open
I feel some hair that's hanging off of me
It's not mine nor do I want it to be
I will pull for you if that's what you want me to do
But I like to walk fast and I demand you allow me to
It's not mine nor do I want it to be
I will pull for you if that's what you want me to do
But I like to walk fast and I demand you allow me to
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