PUPPETEER Lyrics

I've been up for so many hours you'd think I'm subject

To a Russian experiment that's held in a dungeon

Eventually walking through life can feel like you a puppet

Don't wanna be the one pulling the strings, I'd rather cut 'em

What up

Don't wanna be alone while getting blunted

Fuck up

Is what I say to self when I ain't honest

I had enough of

People simply copying like it's Simon

I need my funds up

Gotta go and shoot my shot in this time of crisis

Got too high so the sun in the sky now blinding

Probably gon' fall when it melts my wings and their binding

Couldn't go far think it's partly change of the climate

Or it could be my focus that's been declining

Just think of these Backwoods I've been pining

Dusting my weed off for the pollen

Rolling it up on autopilot

Just trying to avoid any further crying

Yeah I got getting high down to a science

Don't ask my for feedback I'm too bias

I ain't one to keep my opinion quiet

Quick to rip apart if they start vying

So don't start trying

Right back into a casket, man with the shit we smoke a

Light drag getting you blasted, it's just so fucking potent

Might pass 'fore you can ash it, akin to something sozin

I have up in my bag it's so coated looking frozen

Right back into a casket I lay these fucking posers

All wack, music so tragic it's better pushing posies

Each track's even more lacking yet I'm the one that's hopeless

I slather 'em in acid and run up with these torches

I've been up for so many hours you'd think I'm subject

To a Russian experiment that's held in a dungeon

Eventually walking through life can feel like you a puppet

Don't wanna be the one pulling the strings, I'd rather cut 'em

What up

Don't wanna be alone while getting blunted

Fuck up

Is what I say to self when I ain't honest

I had enough of

People simply copying like it's Simon

I need my funds up

Gotta go and shoot my shot in this time of crisis