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(a collaboration with shadow of a skyline when i was 16 on myspace)

I've got so much to give

Just who do you think you are,
The puppet master
Pulling me along, like a little doll, At
Your beck-and-call
I've lived this life
Oh, why, oh, why
Oh, why, oh, why
No, no more
White-face, dark eyes
filled with innocence
No, no more
Locking me away
When you're through
with the game
Life's a stage
But down is the curtain,
Sir puppet master
Pulling me along, like a little doll, At
Your beck-and-call
I've lived this life
Oh, why, oh, why
Oh, why, oh, why
No more, No more, No more


You're in
your place
With make-up on your face
I can
see that
You've memorized all your lines

Poetic
pause to
utter
perfection
Cue the
Lights, Rising
star that knows no roofs
I'm left
in your
dust
Left wading through stardust
your stardust, your stardust
I suppose you forgot about me?
your stardust, your stardust
I suppose you forgot about me?

I've got so much to give

Just who do you think you are
The puppet master
Pulling me along, like a little doll, At
Your beck-and-call
I've lived this life
Oh, why, oh, why
Oh, why, oh, why
No, no more
White-face, dark eyes
filled with innocence
No, no more
Locking me away
When you're through
with the game
Life's a stage
But down is the curtain,
Sir puppet master
Pulling me along, like a little doll, At
Your beck-and-call
I've lived this life
Oh, why, oh, why
Oh, why, oh, why
No more, No more, No more

The reviews are in and I think
Your performance was overrated

You flaunt your evil
But life's not a melodrama

I've got so much to give
But you never gave me a chance

Just who do you think you are,
The puppet master?

Just who do you think you are,
The puppet master?

credits

from adversarial adversaria (a collection of sorts), released July 18, 1990
music by shadow of a skyline

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"you must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame;
how could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?"
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-generation no

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