Ha, ha, ha
FourMarionett 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
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
GapettoWatchin' the life that he created run away
Seein' the puppeteer's intrusion
And holdin' over remains(Of puppets that had rotted away)(One)
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
🎵 LRC歌词版本
Ha, ha, ha
FourMarionett 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
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
GapettoWatchin' the life that he created run away
Seein' the puppeteer's intrusion
And holdin' over remains(Of puppets that had rotted away)(One)
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
📝 纯歌词版本
Ha, ha, ha
FourMarionett 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
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
GapettoWatchin' the life that he created run away
Seein' the puppeteer's intrusion
And holdin' over remains(Of puppets that had rotted away)(One)
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
🎵 LRC歌词版本
Ha, ha, ha
FourMarionett 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
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
GapettoWatchin' the life that he created run away
Seein' the puppeteer's intrusion
And holdin' over remains(Of puppets that had rotted away)(One)
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
Call it obsession
Call it fanatical
But I am not trying
I have this craving
Justifies behaving
I really need some of that
Ooo, good coffee
Strong cof...
She breathes the air and flies away
She thanks her
Jesus for the daises and the roses
In no simple language
Someday she'll understand the meaning of i...
She breathes the air and flies away
She thanks her Jesus for the daises and the roses
In no simple language
Someday she'll understand the meaning of i...
A flower for your vanity, a penny for your thoughts
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Strike up the band to play a song as we go wa...
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It's a little bit late to
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It's a little bit
It's a little bit late to
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Album: Good Monsters
Jars Of Clay- Mirrors & Smoke
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It's love that keeps me silent
I...