Have you got blood in your veins?
How do you move while in those chains?
I see the strings above your head
Controlling everything you've said
But you're not there
You're like the silhouette of a marionette
I'm hearing what you say
But I don't care anyway
It seems so far now
Like the thought of being with you
I can't comprehend it
And it's all that I ever do
Do those lungs work by themselves?
Or is the manual on her shelf?
I feel the tension being strained
And yet the problem still remains
But you're not there
You're like the silhouette of a marionette