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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Austin Dean Kennah
Austin Dean Kennah
Songwriter
Collin Sheehan
Collin Sheehan
Songwriter
Bradley Moulaison
Bradley Moulaison
Songwriter
Andrew Sabev
Andrew Sabev
Songwriter
Daniel Scime
Daniel Scime
Songwriter
Michael Julian
Michael Julian
Songwriter

Texty

We teach our young boys to take what they want
Then they kill and violate and we all act shocked
Young girls must now face the evil we've wrought
While you go and preach that you just teach what you've been taught
Dismantle it all, we'll burn it to the ground
You tried to manipulate and look at you now
Dismantle it all, we'll burn it to the ground
You thought you could get away but in your sins you'll drown
She's cut her strings, puppet master
Now you can't control her
She's fed up
With all your games
The time has come and now you'll pay
Did you hear those whispers behind the door
It's only logical, it's the one in every four
You go and grab and take
At what isn't yours
And then you beg to God on your knees on the floor
These young boys just want to be men
You taught them your sick ways
Now filled with guilt their lives will end
Dismantle it all, we'll burn it to the ground
You tried to manipulate and look at you now
Dismantle it all, we'll burn it to the ground
You thought you could get away but in your sins you'll drown
She's cut her strings, puppet master
Now you can't control her
She's fed up
With all your games
The time has come and now you'll pay
She's cut her strings, puppet master
Now you can't control her
She's fed up
With all your games
The time has come and now you'll pay
Puppet master
You're telling lies
Shes cut her strings
With the kitchen knife
Puppet master
Her children
For what you've done
They'll take your life
Written by: Andrew Sabev, Austin Dean Kennah, Bradley Moulaison, Collin Sheehan, Daniel Scime, Michael Julian
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