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Jars Of Clay
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Boy On A String
boy on a string
The marionetter has your number Pulling your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own Dragging your conscience on the stage And your heart gets rearranged And you cannot tell your mentor from your maker Look at the crowds bleeding with laughter Over the way you entertain at beckon call They don't see behind the lights, or the painted backgrounds They just like to see you fall
But you don't really mind Cause you're just wasting time You can't feel anything You're a boy on a string
I feel a sadness like gapetto Watching the life that he created run away Seeing the puppeteer's intrusion, And holding the remains of puppets that had rotted away One day the curtain will not open And all of the crowds will go away Someday those strings will choke you, but until that day
Well you won't really mind And you're just wasting time You don't feel anything You're a boy on a string
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作词:Matthew Bronleewe, Daniel Haseltine, Charles Daniel Lowell, Stephen Mason
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Marionett has your number Its pulling your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own Draggin' your conscience on the stage And your heart gets rearranged You cannot tell your mentor from your maker Look at the crowd bleeding with laughter Over the way you entertain at beck and call 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 They don't see behind the lights Or the painted background They just like to see you fall
And you don't really mind And you're just wasting time And you don't feel anything You're a boy on a string
Feel a sadness like Gapetto Watchin' the life that he created run away Seein' the puppeteer's intrusion And holdin' over remains (Of puppets that had rotted away) (One) Day the curtain will not open (Will not open) And all of the crowds will go away (Crowds will go away) Sometimes those strings will choke you, but until that day (Sometime) (Until that day)
Well you won't really mind And you're just wasting time You don't feel anything You're a boy on a string
It's the boy, it's the boy, it's the boy, it's the boy It's the boy, it's the boy, it's the boy, it's the boy It's the boy, it's the boy, it's the boy, it's the boy It's the boy, it's the boy, it's the boy, it's the boy It's the boy, it's the boy, it's the boy, it's the boy
And you don't really mind And you're just wasting time And you don't feel anything You're a boy on a string
And you don't really mind And you're just wasting time You don't feel anything You're a boy on a string Just a boy on a string
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