Little puppet on a string,
they can make you do anything.
They can make you dance, puppet, dance.
They can seduce you into a trance.
Sweet puppet, they will make you weak.
They will make you cry.
They’ll make you do; they’ll make you feel
anything,
anything,
as they please.
Whatever they want to.
Mouth sewn shut.
Don’t speak.
Little puppet on a string,
you are helpless without them.
You’re driven senseless when you’re with them.
Nothing makes sense, I know.
Sweet puppet,
they control it all.
They handle everything.
They handle everyone.
And the cycle spins endlessly.
Endlessly.
Time does not exist
in the matrix.
Watch how the spiral creeps
round and around.
Watch
as the pendulum swings
so quickly.
And there’s never any sound.
No warning.
You simply wait
Then you submit to the impact.
Little puppet,
you’ve collapsed onto the ground,
you’re watching the world go on
without you.
Your strings only spin
when they hold you,
while they suffocate you,
in the unbearable grip
of the hands
that feed you.
Sweet little puppet.
I would help you if I could.
But I’m stuck with you, babe.
The master got hold of me too.
I don’t know if we will ever escape
this place,
this hell.
Do you?
This is a constant
dismissal
of emotions.
I’m just hoping
they’ll let go for a little,
long enough
for me to find some scissors
and then I’ll set our souls free.
M U S I C that inspired this post:
“drugs”-EDEN
“Comfortable Liar”-Chevelle
“Hurricane”-I Prevail
“Hurricane”- MS MR
“Solider”-Fleurie
“Popular Monster”-Falling in Reverse
“Running Up That Hill”- Placebo
“Look what you made me do”- Taylor Swift
Unraveling my soul 