Marionette

Marionette, my marionette
Does what I want
I do what it does

Marionette, my marionette
Hanging on a string
My ghost’s machine

May you forget, my sad silhouette
I let go to fall into you

I start to feel like a figment of imagination
Barely attached to anything

It kinda seems like I’m living someone else’s dream
What’s good for them is good for me

Marionette, my marionette
We’ll be so happy out of body

I start to feel like a figment of imagination
Barely attached to anything

It kinda seems like I’m living someone else’s dream
What’s good for them is good for me

Marionette, my marionette
Hanging on a string
My ghost’s machine
Hanging on a string
Hanging on a string