Who pulls your strings…

You had an evil vision
Well it came in the night
You had an evil vision honey, things ain't right

This time you called my name
You had an evil vision it came to your door
A seven armed beast and showed you where to go
You lost what you thought was the golden truth
A red carpet death was waiting for you

You’re a puppet on a string
You're a puppet on a string
You’re a puppet on a string

You had an evil vision it came to your head
A seven armed soldier with nothing left
He’s back from Iraq with no soul to sell
Kicking up sand in an old motel
His mind was losing touch

You want to escape from the maze you've built
Hear the sounds of footsteps at your heels
The pattern is old nothing soon will change
Till you realize you're a puppet on a string

You're a puppet on a string
You're a puppet on a string
You're a puppet on a string string
Woah yeah

You're a puppet on a string
You're a puppet on a string
You're a puppet on a string
Yeah yeah
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