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| Boy On A String 
 The marionette has your number
 Pulling your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own
 Dragging your conscience on the stage
 and your heart gets rearranged
 and you cannot tell your mentor from your Maker
 Look at the crowds bleeding with laughter
 Over the way you entertain at beck and call
 They don't see behind the lights, or the painted backgrounds
 They just like to see you fall
 
 But you don't really mind
 Cause you're just wasting time
 You don't feel anything
 You're a boy on a string
 
 I feel a sadness like Gepetto
 watching the life that he created run away
 Seeing the puppeteer's intrusion,
 and holding the remains of puppets that had rotted away
 One day the curtain will not open
 And all of the crowds will go away
 Sometimes those strings will choke you, but until that day
 
 But you won't really mind
 Cause you're just wasting time
 You don't feel anything
 You're a boy on a string
 
 Just a boy, just a boy
 
 But you don't really mind
 Cause you're just wasting time
 You don't feel anything
 You're a boy on a string
 [repeat]
 
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| [repeat]
 You're a boy on a string
 You don't feel anything
 Cause you're just wasting time
 But you don't really mind
 
 Just a boy, just a boy
 
 You're a boy on a string
 You don't feel anything
 Cause you're just wasting time
 But you won't really mind
 
 Sometimes those strings will choke you, but until that day
 And all of the crowds will go away
 One day the curtain will not open
 and holding the remains of puppets that had rotted away
 Seeing the puppeteer's intrusion,
 watching the life that he created run away
 I feel a sadness like Gepetto
 
 You're a boy on a string
 You don't feel anything
 Cause you're just wasting time
 But you don't really mind
 
 They just like to see you fall
 They don't see behind the lights, or the painted backgrounds
 Over the way you entertain at beck and call
 Look at the crowds bleeding with laughter
 and you cannot tell your mentor from your Maker
 and your heart gets rearranged
 Dragging your conscience on the stage
 Pulling your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own
 The marionette has your number
 
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| Bo6 Srring |  | Bo6y Srtring |  | Boy6 Strring |  | Bou |  | Bouy Sting |  | Boyu Stirng |  | Bo7 Stding |  |  
| Bo7y Stdring |  | Boy7 Strding |  | Boj St4ing |  | Bojy St4ring |  | Boyj Str4ing |  | Bot Stging |  | Boty |  |  
| Boyt Strging |  | Stting |  | Strting |  | St5ing |  | 
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