Marioneta

She still carries the pain
From the song of a tenor
He's not going to let him go
He has given existence to him
Molding him to live
He has it nailed to his chest
Splinters of the past
You lost all effort
Creator, puppeteer

They both repel each other
Despite being woven together
tangled between your fingers
Didn't you realize you did it?
For you, he doesn't exist
It doesn't exist

They are a tragedy in dance
Of lost childhood
He won't let him go
It drags its existence
Molding him to death

What does it matter? If he lives like that, he'll die
It's a creature that nobody wants
You created and you discarded
To your work and similar

You left him tied up
With threads in his feet and hands, forgotten
Didn't you realize you did it?
For you, he doesn't exist
It doesn't exist
It doesn't exist

(She still carries the pain)
From the song of a tenor
(She still carries the pain)
What a tragic performance
(She still carries the pain)
End of function
(She still carries the pain)
I'm wearing it too
(She still carries the pain)
She still carries the pain
(She still carries the pain)
I'm wearing it too