Puppeteer (What's Real)
I'm already underground give me hell
Or give me the cell
I breathe gas
French inhale
Let my mind parasail
Spark me ignite fast
My thoughts burn a note pad
Shoot a sublim
You over react
Isn't this all about a laugh
Don't make me bring it back
To the half way house where your supervised visits were at
Took you there like a dad
So you could see your dad
Imagine that brainiac
Get the message a life sentence
Add your soul to my collection
Should of never shown me
Your true intentions
I'll always remember you as a Peasants
Writing with my middle finger
Go ahead and head get offend it
Report block just stop riding my cock
I don't know no more
Remember the crazy whore
Pushing me through the screen door
Control your urges
She Running in circles
On her weekend excursions
You in a cage
No one safe
Mention we have different Dads
Funny how things change
Life ain't a video game
I'm Break the chain
I'm In the fast lane
Drinking butane
What's fake
What's real
Bloods spills
Scabs heal
You feel
Surreal
Controlled by a puppeteer
You can't douse this flame
Go against the grain get shaved
Tortured with a torch
Setting fires burning tires
What's it require
To be admired without being Divided
You a Peace keeper
I'm a Pray eater
We're not equal
By a long shot
Your attempt was a misfire
I'm bout to go haywire
Don't start I'm hot wire
Once I jump shit backfires
Watch your mouth
For its in the lost in found
Learn your limits know your bounds
Ups and downs
You dumb and numb
A real life You never felt the roller coaster
Something you know nothing about
Get bent
Bullied one day mom Circumvents
Home schooled fool your moms little princes
Dysfunction wide spread the rugs well swept
Brother your next your being mislead
Think ahead I tried to invest it just wasn't my mess
I had to disconnect
To confess after getting fucked on the Revel
I realized it's real
I'm not wanted there
You scared I'll tell
Or give me the cell
I breathe gas
French inhale
Let my mind parasail
Spark me ignite fast
My thoughts burn a note pad
Shoot a sublim
You over react
Isn't this all about a laugh
Don't make me bring it back
To the half way house where your supervised visits were at
Took you there like a dad
So you could see your dad
Imagine that brainiac
Get the message a life sentence
Add your soul to my collection
Should of never shown me
Your true intentions
I'll always remember you as a Peasants
Writing with my middle finger
Go ahead and head get offend it
Report block just stop riding my cock
I don't know no more
Remember the crazy whore
Pushing me through the screen door
Control your urges
She Running in circles
On her weekend excursions
You in a cage
No one safe
Mention we have different Dads
Funny how things change
Life ain't a video game
I'm Break the chain
I'm In the fast lane
Drinking butane
What's fake
What's real
Bloods spills
Scabs heal
You feel
Surreal
Controlled by a puppeteer
You can't douse this flame
Go against the grain get shaved
Tortured with a torch
Setting fires burning tires
What's it require
To be admired without being Divided
You a Peace keeper
I'm a Pray eater
We're not equal
By a long shot
Your attempt was a misfire
I'm bout to go haywire
Don't start I'm hot wire
Once I jump shit backfires
Watch your mouth
For its in the lost in found
Learn your limits know your bounds
Ups and downs
You dumb and numb
A real life You never felt the roller coaster
Something you know nothing about
Get bent
Bullied one day mom Circumvents
Home schooled fool your moms little princes
Dysfunction wide spread the rugs well swept
Brother your next your being mislead
Think ahead I tried to invest it just wasn't my mess
I had to disconnect
To confess after getting fucked on the Revel
I realized it's real
I'm not wanted there
You scared I'll tell
Credits
Writer(s): Brad Stimmel
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