Pull My Strings

It's not enough to just be you

You must have another to dictate to

To live the dreams that once were yours

And through time went out the door

Now the clock is ticking fast

A child is born to live them out at last

Like a sheep his mind is lead

You fuck with my mind

Like you fuck with a toy

I'm no longer your little boy

You pull my strings to watch me spin

And in the end you'll never win

Frustration runs through my head

I wonder if I should be dead

Words don't seem to mean a thing

So what the fuck will the future bring

You fuck with my mind

Like you fuck with a toy

I'm no longer your little boy

You pull my strings to watch me spin

And in the end you'll never win