Puppet

I'm like a puppet
With no strings attached
At your beckon at your call
If you call at all
All all
All-all

Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Whatcha doin?
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Whatcha doin, whatcha doin?
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Whatcha doin, whatcha doin?
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Yeah

Fuck it up, she said I'm lazy
Uh, yeah, maybe she's right
But nobody understands me
Why I'm up throughout the night

Yeah I'm passionless, fashion-less
Got a fashionista in me
I feel like I'm bad at this
Cuz no one ever wanna see me
Screamin at the sky to hear me
She ain't really tryna date me
And I'm already thinkin wedding
What's the cakes and where we heading?
Uhuh yeah damn

I'm like a puppet
With no strings attached
At your beckon at your call
If you call at all
If you call at all

Whatcha doin?
Whatcha doin, whatcha doin?
Whatcha doin, whatcha doin?



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Gebert
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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