Merciless Puppeteer

You keep pulling my strings
You Merciless Puppeteer
You lead me onwards
I go where you steer

You set me on a path
And expect me to follow
You sit back and laugh
My life is hollow

Bit by bit
You take, take, take
Till I have nothing left
Alone I break

Well, Puppeteer, keep pulling
But I'm cutting my strings
Stepping off the path
Freeing my wings

I'll dance my own dance
I'll sing for myself
As you look down Puppeteer
From you empty shelf

I'll get back what was taken
Get back my lost liberty
And for the first time learn
What it means to be truly free

Now my strings lay in tatters
Blowing in the breeze
Like arms shaking fists
With nothing to seize

I don’t know where I'm going
But I know where I've been
And the Merciless Puppeteer
Will never control me again.