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"puppet on a string" - silvablack lyrics

playing around,it’s an introduction
staying above ground
thoughts comforting
laying down in destruction
wish upon falling stars id come back strutting!
zeus running laps clutching-
lightning bolts
you saying you a greek god or summing?-
i’ll be 2parts
you can do the claims
who you speak ofs running-
proof is in the plans
leaps and bounds above him-
shoot to the moon and back
before i was discovered
at the core of the raw
centre point bubbling-
you have to pause to absorb the picture building up in
a confronting alarming visual the vocals are punting-
calling for calm when everyone’s placing bets,titles challenged
tongues wagging
the public is hungry!
but…

i don’t want to be your puppet
on a string..
stuck in a song i don’t even wanna sing!
i’m not here to knock
i know a man who makes keys-
even if the doors locked
best know i’m coming in!

you from the future?
i got a past travelled thru time
with knowledge from tutors-
far gone,the other side more suited-
,no longer wonder why
goodbye to excuses-
the amount of drugs and the drink
never again still be wired till the day i’m on the brink about to sink!
expire
even if the sell by date meant i’m extinct-
i’m a present to a chain with a missing link-questionings ugly-
thru lessons i’ll teach you hungry
nothing about money-
coming to prove what we use as concrete evidence
doesnt make my world lovely!
it could fall apart in one week
love could break your heart
wrong step down dumb street-
where i don’t want to be

i don’t want to be your puppet
on a string..
stuck in a song i don’t even wanna sing!
i’m not here to knock
i know a man who makes keys-
even if the doors locked
best know i’m coming in!

your choice if you backed up in a corner-
i warned a,few fellas,when i was caught up-
id come back taller,nothing shorta
g*nius,’
his genes are just,extremely well stitched’
d-mn,and you pay extra for the torn ones!
there’s a hella debt to pay on the way out this place called sodom and gomoroa
after god tore it up!
in fire and brimstone-
bird on a wire tryna get home
too complex for your simple mind
get gone!!
i’m not after the ignorant
i want the arrogant who think there shit don’t stink-
mention king
should be whispering-lies travel
honestys listening !
common sense missing him-
before your scene fades to end
this is where i put the pen –
above the dotted line
this is what it says–

i don’t want to be your puppet
on a string..
stuck in a song i don’t even wanna sing!
i’m not here to knock
i know a man who makes keys-
even if the doors locked
best know i’m coming in!

i was meant for this game
one way or another-
in the event of delays
only makes one tougher-
moms never made a quitter
to clever to claima sucka-
blood sweat tears
this is my come up!-
for the love stressed fears
deep breath you going under!-
good luck where devils tread
asleep in a slumber–
had enough,are you ready?
dig your way up then clean yourself
jump on stage
clutch lighting,spit thunder!
clear as night is days death
you won’t be prepared
it all crumbles-
you blind,can’t see the steps
fall where i stumbled-
i’ve been here before
all fours
begging all humble-
start where i fell off
welcome to my jungle!
holding the ball,i know a few soldiers
ready to rumble
i will not fumble-

- silvablack lyrics

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