Puppet

Sometimes my strings are slack/ and I can wander till im yanked back/it never lasts
spanked fast/ and im told that/ I need to stay back/ or else/ The Master controls my health/ Can make me cry, can make me yelp/ threatens my health if I were to ever tell/ when the strings are taught I have no control over my self/ no hell, I mean hell no/
Under careful watch from hello/ Hello, My name is Josh, I do have an issue/ but do not think that it is you/ im just under some major mis-use/ I can't cry about it, Master denies me tissues/Im just a puppet to my master, like one that kids use.

I never saw the strings/ I thought I had wings/ I thought I was a squirrel gettin' a nut, or bird that sings/ but the Master has always done what he does/ helped me ruin a bad relationship, as good as it was/ but not before she opened my eyes, thanks hun/ You helped me/ just about as much as you hurt me/ which was just about as much as I hurt you/ I got to get goin' soon, my Master has me on a curfew/ I got enough slack to see a new kind of Master, he gave me a pill, then another and said this should work too/ take one when you wake up and one at work too/ turns out one was worth two/ My strings started to shake throughout the day, and it started to hurt too/ my head was heavy like Master was on my shoulders, riding me, stabbing pains in my head, like spurs do/ I had to stop taking the pills, they helped, but they made it worse too.

Now im back with my Master/ he said i've been a naughty little bastard/ and I should have come back faster/ but Master, oh Master/ he said "Master nothing/, the doctor would've never gave you pills if you never asked her something/ So what'd you ask her pumpkin?"/ His blood was pumping/, boiling/ being nice? he was bluffing, toiling/ the strings were coiling/ when the slack got too much and now there snapped back and taught again/ he won't let them loose again till im in a coffin when/ he uses the strings to choke the air out of me till I can't cough again/ he wants me lost within/ i'll never pay the price 'cus I know the cost.. 'n/ he even watches me in my dreams, so im'a just keep on walkin'/ the way he wants me to walk/ im in trouble with Master so I can't play, and I can't talk/ I need to be a good little depressive/ im ready to be sad and mad Master, i've learned my lesson/ (I hope you can read my lips) Im still gonna get help, im done with this depression.