She was poisoning my mind, from the begging of the time.
She played me like a puppet.
They played me like a puppet.
No idea about what she was planning.
My poor mind was always complaining.
I’m just a puppet in your hands.
A puppet in your hands.
Let me be alive for a second, release my soul for just one day so I could be free to say...
May I pray?
They played me like a puppet.
I’m just a puppet in your hands.
A puppet in your hands.
God why, I can’t bring myself to treat me like I deserve. ‘Couse I’m a puppet in your hands.
Just a puppet in your hands.
Like a puppet,they said, I’m stunning , but my mind’s always complaining.
May I pray?
No, they said.