"Puppets (The First Snow)" as written by Chris Cerulli, Richard Allen Olson, Angelo Joel Parente and Joshua Joseph Balz....
I've died one million times now I'm buried in the pavement.
Lying face down, everything went black before I even closed my eyes
And you will never know what hate is
To feel your insides burn away and want to end your life to numb the fucking pain

So let the first snow fall
And bury me under 6 feet of regret
You've got your trophy now leave me to my hate with no regrets
I am the deepest shade of Jaded

This is a love song, a threnody for these years of worthless waste
And now my hatred's all I fucking have left
I've never had the words to say, but I can quote them all
I am human and I need to be loved just like everybody else does

So Morrissey please sing me to sleep
As I live and breathe you have killed me, you have killed me
I'm not your puppet, so cut the strings and free me from your hands
Get fucking over me

My fucking pain is my paycheck
This is where it all begins
Two EP's and a full length later and I still can't let go of you
Precision with incision is a tedious remark

With all the visions of submission of the fibers in your heart
Penetration validation for as sick as it may seem
Is all a morbid demonstration of what helps me to sleep
Fuck your pretty face

I'm not your puppet.

Lyrics submitted by Metalcorekid88, edited by spider8utt

"Puppets (The First Snow)" as written by Chris Cerulli Angelo Joel Parente

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