Puppet String

[Instrumental]

[Verse 1]
It's not like there's a book for this, or something you could read
Cause I’ve looked around
And I tried to fill these holes with other roles that I never learned to play
It seems like they always falter, but how the hell should I know?
Cause it always seems to disappear so quickly you can’t see
Could somebody tell me, where does the time go?
I’ve got a bigger pile of questions than really I could ever need
There’s no explaining these

[Instrumental]

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve never heard a word about the way we’re all received
At least that I believe in
And I know traditions tell it, it's different, they spell it all it out to be
There’s no need to confuse me

[Chorus]
Cause I know what I know
And if everyone’s all subscribed, to fictions that can’t be right
Then spinning, we all collide one big typo this puppet show

[Instrumental]

[Verse 2]
I’d usually begin this conversation differently
I know it's kinda one sided
It’s so obvious the answer is a question I believe
That nobody’s asking, but what the hell do I know?

[Bridge]
If everyone’s so unsure of
What's really below or above us
Then maybe we all buy in
And make our own collective end

[Instrumental]

[Outro]
These puppet strings don’t pull themselves
You're thinking thoughts from someone else
How much time do you think you have?
Are you prepared for what comes next?