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On a string
On a string
On a string I was held
The way I move, can you tell?
My actions are orchestrated from above
And so I swing and I'll sway
Wave my hand, kick my leg
And it's always right with the music

(Until all that swaying starts to make you sick)

For a song, I was bought
Now I lie when I talk
With a careful eye on the cue cards
Onto a stage, I was pushed
With my sorrow well rehearsed
So give me all your pity and your money now
All of it

(We used to think that sound was something pure)

But if I could act like this was my real life
And not some cage where I've been placed
Well then I could tell you the truth like I used to
And not be afraid of sounding fake
Now all everyone's listening for are the mistakes

(I'm sorry!)
No, it's ok, it's ok
One, two, three
One, two, three

In a house by myself
I hear the ice start to melt
And I watched the rooftops weep for the sunlight
And I know what must change
Fuck my face, fuck my name
They are brief and false advertisements

For a soul, I don't have
Something true I have lacked
And spent my whole life trying to make up for
But I found, in a song
And in the people I love
They will lift me up out of darkness

And now my door, it stands open
I'm inviting everyone in
We're gonna laugh, we're gonna drink
Until the morning comes
That's what we're gonna do!
Come on!
Come on!

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