Slave to the Puppeteer

Duration

3:24

Genres

Spiritual

Description

Lyrics

All of my actions speak louder than words Painted on face, my true voice never heard I’m a slave to the puppeteer He is my master. He is my God He gives me life right out of the box His smallest reflex means the world to me I’m a slave to the puppeteer Life comes with strings attached Without strings I can’t react When too much will kill you Not enough and you’re as good as dead Nothing to do hanging around String from my head to this cross that I’m bound It’s the life that you hoped for but with no control Like a slave to the puppeteer