This is a song i wrote for my banda tempting suicide.

"Marionette"

Follow in daddies footsteps, little princess.
Don't come crying when he pushes you into your endless depths, dead mistress.
And don't mistake your eyes for the sin you cry, I'm telling you this is….
Marionette let your strings come down.
Marionette be what I never found.
Marionette this is why you left it all for me… trying to be what I'll never see.
Carrying the weight of the scissors you bear, cut the strings and bury it all away.
Cause you…never…felt me. Why do….. the strings… you have…hurt me?
Why are you…staring at….my careless eyes?
Marionette let your strings come down.
Marionette be what I never found.
Marionette, don't let the puppeteer carry you…
Marionette, this is how I found you.
Strings of fear, just shed your tear.
Bear these lies and find your god.
The final product is what you see.
Lose your soul and follow me.
Marionette let your strings come down.
Marionette be what I never found.
Marionette, don't let the puppeteer bury you…
Marionette, this will be the end for you.

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