THE MARIONETTE
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The spotlight turns
The crowd cheers and jeers
At the Marionette hanging there
That Marionette is me
Painted with the makeup of a world that sold me out
A mask that prevents the crowd from seeing the true me
My master beckons me to dance
Trapped here in these cords
No escape
From the strings that cut into me
I try to move
But time has suppressed my nerve
One tug and I stop
I give up
The dance soon ends
The crowd goes wild
They want more
But they can’t see
See how this is wearing on me
They think I am Free
Trapped here in these cords
No escape
From the strings that cut into me
I try to move
But time has suppressed my nerve
One tug and I stop
I give up
Master calls me forward
I feel something
Deep within
A fire
A deep craving
I want to end this
Trapped here in these cords
No escape
From the strings that cut into me
I try to move
But time has suppressed my nerve
One tug and I stop
I give up
As I am introduced
The circus clown
It has to stop
I tug nice and determined
The first tug hurts
But that flame grows
Inside a battle is raging
Master calls me forward
I feel something
Deep within
A fire
A deep craving
I want to end this
No more will I be your servant
No more a slave of this world
Trapped here in these cords
No escape
From the strings that cut into me
I try to move
But time has suppressed my nerve
One tug and I stop
Then I fight harder
No more am I a slave to you
No more will I bow down to you
