Marionette, take what you can get
What you get is tangles, tangles, tangles.
Sleeping in fits, feeling counterfeit
Plagued with so many questions, questions, questions.

Is God dead or on some sailing ship?
Why can’t I see or hear him,
When I swear I’ve met him before?
I thought he'd never come for me
Now he's standing at the door

I had the strings, "Look at how they swing!
The world was made in six days, guess what I'll make.
Look at all these lands, I'm king by my own hand!"
They're inexplicably barren, the strings now are tangling.

It seems the seams had given up their hold
and now my needle has failed me, failed me, failed me
Old, garish crown, throw it all away
Somewhere between myself and the curtain

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