Puppet On The Ceiling

I'm a ventriloquist
That means I can make these puppets talk by shovin' my hand up their ass
It's magic

Tiptoe by my bedside, won't you come beside and lie
Just flip the switch and take a sit, everything will be fine
Just forget it when I had to stick that knife inside ya spine
And if you feel it just remember, I will always be at ya side

There I see a puppet on the ceiling
Strings attached asking, won't you come with me
Here's a mask, promise I'll play friendly
There's no act, ion wanna seem iffy

I take his hand and travel to another magical land
Feelin like I'm unraveled but what can I say, I am (Yuh)
Lookin for those who for me but what can I say, I can't (At all)
Cause when asked if these friends know me
Not one of 'em could even stand (Funny)
These games these puppets play, wish they'd show their face (Hi)
Hard on the outside, doll on the inside, overall just fake
With the bullshit I do take (Go on)
They'll serve it to you like cake
And when you get enraged, you'll see'em fade and hide back in their cave (Ou)

There I see a puppet on the ceiling
Strings attached asking, won't you come with me
Here's a mask, promise I'll play friendly
There's no act, ion wanna seem iffy

And there I am reminiscin', trynna do my livin'
Got pokin' nose in my business, sniffin' what the sitch is
Then I'm fixin'em with stiches when they just can't keep their distance
Cause the vengeance is relentless where the victim is the witness

You puppets are nothin
You puppets are nothin
You puppets are nothin
You puppets won't ever be anything but nothin



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Johnson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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