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I wonder if my life And all of its things Is held up by A set of strings It just seems to me That every day Someone else Is deciding my ways I wonder if I am really me Or if someone else Decides who I'll be And I wonder if I'll lose this bet And remain A marionette I wonder if I should be this way Or if it's better To break away What I wonder most In all of these things Who is the one Pulling these strings Is it someone close Or a large crowd That keeps me from saying What I wish to aloud And I wonder if I'll lose this bet And remain A marionette I wonder if I should be this way Or if it's better To break away If I break these strings Will I crash as I fall Or will I learn To fly above it all And I wonder if I'll lose this bet And remain A marionette I wonder if I should be this way Or if it's better To break away
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 5:30 PM UTC
Marionette
I wonder if my life And all of its things Is held up by A set of strings It just seems to me That every day Someone else Is deciding my ways I wonder if I am really me Or if someone else Decides who I'll be And I wonder if I'll lose this bet And remain A marionette I wonder if I should be this way Or if it's better To break away What I wonder most In all of these things Who is the one Pulling these strings Is it someone close Or a large crowd That keeps me from saying What I wish to aloud And I wonder if I'll lose this bet And remain A marionette I wonder if I should be this way Or if it's better To break away If I break these strings Will I crash as I fall Or will I learn To fly above it all And I wonder if I'll lose this bet And remain A marionette I wonder if I should be this way Or if it's better To break away
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 5:30 PM UTC
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