Puppeteer Lyrics

I'm a goner

But I don't really want help

From your savior

I need somebody else

Cause I'm broken

Like a window of desperation

And the shattered glass

Among my hesitation

Well I've got a fever

I don't need grace

Looking for a bombshell

To bring me pain

Hymns from a choir

And death to all the lost boys



Woah Oh

I'm a fanatic

The panic of an entourage

We're the victims

Of a genocide upon

Well the day glow

Stains my broken bed

Like the bang of a drum

Or a blast amongst my head



Well I've got a fever

I don't need grace

Looking for a bombshell

To bring me pain

Hymns from a choir

And death to all the lost boys

Don't you try

To be so keen

You're the puppeteer

But I've cut off my strings

Don't you try

To mess with me

I've got eyes behind my head

My thoughts obscene

Hit the road

We're lost

And broken from the pain

The cost

Of all this misery

Listen

I don't really wanna die

But these days

There's no hope to survive



Well I've got a fever

I don't need grace

Looking for a bombshell

To bring me pain

Hymns from a choir

And death to all the lost boys

Don't you try

To be so keen

You're the puppeteer

But I've cut off my strings

Don't you try

To fuck with me

I've got eyes behind my head

My thoughts obscene



Hit the road