No smoke detector in the venue

Are you afraid to die?

No false alarm can stop me now, so I continue

It's time to say goodbye

To those sorry souls who try to tie me up, I shake my head

All you puppets only hang on by a thread

No elevator in the building

I guess I have to climb

Up on the scaffolding my confidence is tilting

God, give me a sign

I'm that sorry soul who let those little robbers in my head

I'm the puppet, can you help me cut my thread?

I'm picking berries in the forest

Maybe they're poisonous

I baked a pie and now I'm hearing all the voices

Now I don't know the rest of this song

I'll make it up, you'll sing along, stuck in our heads

Every moment, always hangin' by a thread