Id quixotic.

Tell me how am i supposed to know
With my eyes sewn closed if my pants are down?
And tell me what am i supposed to think
When you come downstairs in your fancy gown
I know that you really don't belong to me
I know that you really don't belong to me
I know that you really don't belong to me
I know that you really don't belong to me

And tell me how am i supposed to feel
In my broken bones if i got no skin?
And tell me how the hell i'm gonna deal
In a mirror world if i lost my twin?
Guess i'll meet the puller of my unseen strings
Guess i'll meet the puller of my unseen strings
Guess i'll meet thе puller of my unseen strings
Guess i'll meet the pullеr of my unseen
Strings

(i guess i just don't know better)

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God is at the centre of my soul
But baby i don't know if that's enough to take control
Now tell me what you won't do
Tell me what you won't say
Maybe we can find a way
To turn and make it true one day
Some say
That the body is the mind when physical
And the unseen strings drag behind, invisible
To our eyes, though they're hanging from the skies
And some would say i'm batshit crazy
Telling lies to gullible little humans on the planet
Who never knew any better
In the summer, i'm sweating in the humid weather
And try to keep it together
But some things
Will never stop the devil plucking feathers from wings of seraphim!
I look into the mirror
And i stop
I swear it's him, and he's unbound
Now i'm staring, dumbfounded
Unfound children from the sea:
I heard a couple drowned, it's where i wanna be
I heard a couple drowned, it's where i wanna be
I heard a couple drowned, it's where i wanna be