Letra de ' Pinocchio: a Soliloquy ' de Kai Straw

I wonder what's around me, actually
If it's all just coding passively
Controlling everywhere I'm going
Directing everything I'm knowing

If my muscles move 'cause they want them to
And I'm tricked to think what I saw them do
Was my own move in this game of chess?
When it's really them who is playing us

So I wanna have God in my
Veins 'cause I heard she saves
If this a game, I don't care to win
I'm not a hero, man, but she's a heroine

I wanna die free
Sent to heaven with a needle stuck inside me
Fuck an IV, let my mind bleed, I be
Auctioning my soul so God won't find me

I'll do blow with a broad
Crack is a God, Heaven's in a bag in the car
White lighter heathens
Bringing bad luck to my fire breathin'

I wanna be gone, but gone is a term
Gone is a word, puts pawns in an urn
And we're all gonna burn and
We're all gonna die

So let me get high, skip the stars in the sky
And I'll head to fuckin' heaven
Take God for a ride take God for a ride
I need a fuckin' dollar

Sell my car and my pride
Car and my house and my clothes
Sell my fuckin' kid if
My spouse didn't know

Spouse didn't know that
The house forclosin' clouds in my home
'Cause my mouth still frozen
I've been chosen, finally I belong
So I ain't gonna move till I see God

This sort of thing has cropped up before
And it has always been due to human error

See, life's just a puppet show
And fate's just a clever puppeteer
So I wanna get high above
The strings in the ceiling

Check for the seams in my
Skin when it's peelin'
'Cause I know I'm fake and nothing exists

I could rip my face off
Replace it with a cyst
Then I wouldn't see shit
Except for the thoughts in my mind

And I'd reinvent colors, and reinvent time
I'd be God and Adam and Eve
And the wind combating the trees
Would be patterns of me but the home

I think is a product of the puppet strings
And they find it amusing that
A pawn believes he's choosing
That a pawn believes in free will
Like he chose the shoes his feet fill

I didn't choose these, I was forced in 'em
Coerced like a porcelain doll who was
Molded in a world to be
And I have to break so my soul can leave

I find my freedom in sock drawers
And it's not my fault
I'm just some puppet and
They're playing with me

We're not in control
We're just part of a show
So shoot me higher

Gettin' higher now, I see my body below
And everyone's cryin'
My mom's in my house and my eyes look dead
'Cause my soul's comin' out

They gave us dreams as the escape
Out of this game we're forced to play
And drugs were made to force
The dream on restless days

So bless the weeks when I could
Sleep and dream in peace
'Cause now I cease to exist
I plead to God to let me live

For the puppets in our hopeless fate
I love them more that the show I hate
So let me go, tie the strings back on
I'd rather be a pawn than pass alone

I find my freedom in sock drawers
And it's not my fault
I'm just some puppet and
They're playing with me

We're not in control
We're just part of a show
So shoot me higher