Hanging from strings

Like a puppet
Being controlled
You do as you
Are told

Like a bird with one wing
You fly solo
Because you can't
fit in

Like a struggler
Left to die
your head
won't stand high

Like a puppet on strings
They decide for you
Like a puppet on strings
Theres nothing you can do

Hide away in the corner
let go of your fears
Hide away in the corner
And cry your silent tears

Find no strengh to carry on
Find no will to survive
Find nothing to help you be strong
Have no will to be alive

Hanging from strings
hanging in the air
hanging around
with no one that cares

Soon when you die
the strings will be cut
And you'll finally no what its like to control ones heart