Livin' life as a ventriloquist, sometimes it's a little bit tough,
Puppets always eyeing me and never shuts the fuck up,
It wracks my nerves it does, him sitting there with a smile,
Sometimes i want to break his wooden legs, burn the pile,
But not today, i have work today, i'm goin to a talent show,
The fiend and I, guess it's just another fucked up day yo,
What people don't realize, what nobody seems to be gettin,
I'm not making this fucking puppet talk while he is sittin!,
So it'll be just another show, i'm a slave to this devilish thing,
He has control over me, not the other way, he pulls MY strings!

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