I’m just a puppet on a string
Controlled by your hand to do corrupt things
Now your dirty deeds are piling so high I can’t sleep
I’m just a puppet on a string destined
To live a life I can’t lead
Underneath your watch I hang infinitely

Tell me, how does it hurt now that

Am I to blame?

If I won't speak her name, if I won't face her grave
Maybe I'm to blame, maybe I'm to blame
Since you're gone, I've never felt the same

Well maybe I'm just a bad seed
Of the family
I'll get my sleep without tear-stained sheets
And I'll never come cr

I'm hiding from the fates.
Because as quickly as life is given it gets taken away. we've lost an unfair fight.
Because our candles are brief and turned out like a light.
The wrath of life is surely conquering me, the righteous will proper, the meek inherit nothing.
My soul is emp