Verse 1: Tied to every shadow, Pulled by unseen hands, Invisible strings control me, I can’t meet their demands. Chorus: Eyes behind the curtains, Footsteps in the hall, The world is full of watchers, Waiting for me to fall. Verse 2: I move but not by choice, A puppet in a play, Every step is measured, Every word I say. Chorus Bridge: If I cut the strings, Would I tumble to the floor? Or would I find my freedom, And walk out the door? Chorus (repeat, tense instrumentation)
