The Puppet Lyrics

Wooden doll

On the ground

Dancing slowly

All around

Strings attached

No control

He is outmatched

Without a soul

There is no hope for him I fear

So understand the torment that he feels

It's in these moments when we feel

The most vulnerable

When we fly outside the mind

And lose control

The puppeteer is pulling upward

As an arm is raised

And our actions become habits

To this day

He cannot move

He cannot climb

Up to the shelf

Without a line

His arms are forced

His legs are dead

He feels remorse

Inside that head

There is no hope for him I fear

So understand the torment that he feels

It's in these moments when we feel

The most vulnerable

When we fly outside the mind

And lose control

The puppeteer is pulling upward

As an arm is raised

And our actions become habits

To this day

And our actions become habits to this day