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Boy On A String The marionetter has your number
Cause you're just wasting time You can't feel anything You're a boy on a string
watching the life that he created run away Seeing the puppeteer's intrusion, and holding the remains of puppets that had rotted away One day the curtain will not open And all of the crowds will go away Someday those strings will choke you, but until that day
Cause you're just wasting time You can't feel anything You're a boy on a string. Jars of Clay Bio * Discography |