Pull On My Strings
A broken girl
In a broken world
What a shame
Always searching for someone to blame
Yet, who’s to blame
When all the noise is in your brain
Oh, a puppet under these stings
Your wish is my command
Tell me did you ever care to hold my hand
Hold me close
I guess not
It was always about control
Messed up in my mind
Longing to feed your appetite
Do you even notice
Do you even see me
I’m screaming
Can you even hear me ?!
No, I doubt it
Hands held to my side
As I try to fight
You look me in my eyes
As if it’s to make things all alright
What’s alright?
And this game we play
You always win
And here I lay
Devouring myself from within
Tell me, do you think about it
When you pull on my strings
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