World On Strings

Why are we all puppets?
Why do we follow?
Afraid to just step out on our own
Why are we all mindless?
So fearful and heartless
Afraid that we are more than we know

So why are we here?
So faceless, mindless, heartless
So dressed in fear
So faceless, mindless, heartless

Why are we all fuck ups?
Why do we swallow?
Afraid to just step up to our hearts
Why are we all soulless?
So fear fuelled and loveless
Afraid to just be who we are

So why are we here?
So faceless, mindless, heartless
So dressed in fear
So faceless, mindless, heartless

Faceless marionettes walk the blade
With eyes of hollow slumber
Thoughtless vessels drawn in black
With goals of concrete futures

Mindless, heartless

© Chri Luna