A puppet hears from the stage The audience applause for the puppeteers’ display But the marionette believes it’s for she "I’ll perform by myself" she thought, and petulantly cut her strings
I am the one who picked you up from your cold wooden sleep I am the one who brought you life graceful When you thought that you could dance alone you turned and savaged me But without my hand you fall back down, Puppet fall back down
It’s painful to drop so low When not so long before she thought she’d stole the show Now she lies in wait Ready to reach and haul herself back up on the cocks of other puppeteersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
