Were all wooden puppets on a string
and like marianettes we dance for the world to see(world to see)
one by one she'll trap us all and we don't sing
we'll always be her wooden puppets on a string
where in our world theirs a wire connected from above it's a voodoo desire mistaken for love
with thoughts of those of evil schemes invisible leashes keep us tied to the fiend
our bodies beaten for her emotional game in hells theater shes the master of the play
Were all wooden puppets on a string and like marianettes we dance for the world to see(world to see)
one by one she'll trap us all and we don't sing we'll always be her puppets on a string
we're all wooden puppets on a string and like marianettes we dance around for the world to see
one by one she'll trap all and we don't sing we'll always be puppets on a string(on a string on a string)
we'll always be her puppets on a string

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