What if I was wrong and the dream was gone?
Could I be resigned to the fact tomorrow died
I could let it slide, I could stand in line
Live life on my knees, glad my name will die with me
Where's that perfect world?
It's too much to think about
Complacence is bliss
Learn to love your puppet strings
Puppet strings, puppet strings, puppet strings
Where's that perfect world?
It's all but faded
Cut your puppet strings
When'd we get so jaded?
