Thread on a String on a Puppet

Tear my options limb from limb

cus I don't want to hold it in

But I don't know how else to be

Keep it all inside of me

Bottle up everything

Bottle up everything

Lock me up don't let me start

cus that's how we both break our hearts

Shut the world out till it means

Nothing to me

Tell me how to do this without any pain

I'm tired of promising "never again"

(Let it out)

Pitter patter terror all that ever mattered

was a little bit of me to counteract the

voice in your head that tells you the truth

dead and walking dead and talking dead and never

feeling anything that was not explicitly

Living the phantom of you

Yada yada I wont ever matter I won't

ever feel I won't ever be real

I will only ever be a thread on a string

on a puppet

Dead and walking dead and talking

dead and walking dead and talking

I am not you