Puppet
What are you doing
With your strings tangled
Can’t you do anything for yourself
And look at your rags
So torn and faded
Why must I do everything
Ill give you a new set of chords
And in return you will dance
Ill make you a new suit of velvet
And wear it you will for only me
And so as my will bends
So will your back
Just before your bones
Start to break
And as my words cut through
Will you bleed
For me
Because
I am your master