Puppet
Your words are kind and smooth like butter
For not one moment do you seem to stutter
You treat me like royalty
You treat me with grace and loyalty
You seem so perfect
But there are a few lies we need to detect
For behind closed doors you are no more
You become a monster not to adore
Enraged with...
For not one moment do you seem to stutter
You treat me like royalty
You treat me with grace and loyalty
You seem so perfect
But there are a few lies we need to detect
For behind closed doors you are no more
You become a monster not to adore
Enraged with...