Clothing & Shoes - 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