| Everyone a child of the sun
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| But the gap is wide open yet
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| So we move straight to the might
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| Far to some demon’s delight, I know
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| Some of them white
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| They always got right
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| How can they dare (that) there’s nothing to share
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| And I do, no better than anyone else
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| Who’s helping who, in any way
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| And I see, too many things not changed
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| In a «;thousand-years»; |
| time
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| Now I know, why I’m yearning
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| Cause life is never turning
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| Puppet on a string
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| Deliverance, roar for deliverance
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| And you know why I’m yearning
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| Cause life is never turning
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| Puppet on a string
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| Is a captive thing
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| Look this man is watching me
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| He’s always been a part of me
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| And I see, left on the right
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| Reflecting my body and soul, always
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| And I see, I look at myself into the mirror of time
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| Now I know why I’m yearning
|
| Cause life is never turning
|
| Puppet on a string
|
| Deliverance, roar for deliverance
|
| And you know why I’m yearning
|
| Cause life is never turning
|
| Puppet on a string
|
| Is a captive thing
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| Save me, guardian of the poor
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| Watching every gamble, playing for high score
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| You may say I’m blind, right or wrong
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| Anywhere I belong
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| I can’t deny, but my will ain’t strong
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| All this fake
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| Sparkles out of gold
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| Did you ever die for
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| What your parents told
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| You may say I’m blind, right or wrong
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| Anywhere I belong
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| I can’t deny, but my will ain’t strong
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| Everyone a child of the sun
|
| But the gap is wide open yet
|
| So we move straight to the might
|
| Far to some demon’s delight, I know
|
| Now I know why I’m yearning
|
| Cause life is never turning
|
| Puppet on a string
|
| Deliverance, roar for deliverance
|
| And you know why I’m yearning
|
| Cause life is never turning
|
| Puppet on a string
|
| Is a captive thing |