Cecil Opia - PAPER

Tied and Twirled

Don't flail your hands against my face crying for help
We both know I'd only fail
Just saying this story is named after me would be another white lie in a dance moon-pale

Cut the string if I'm a threat to your world that hangs from your hands
My freedom tied and twirled to your heart
My home

Come save the damsel in distress!
Is this really what you made me for?
Be the king
Be the knight
But you'll always be without a spine
Bet you can't kiss me 'till you paint your face on mine

A puppet is what I am after all
Your favorite toy
A real folded boy
Kill me if I'm a threat to your world
I won't take long
I've got no place to hide
For your heart's my home

Bet you can't kiss me 'till you paint your face on mine

Cut the string if I'm a threat to your world that hangs from your hands
My freedom tied and twirled to your heart
My home
I've got no place to hide

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Writer(s): Akseli Tukiainen
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