| You’re playing with my puppet strings
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| My arms and legs are bound
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| And it makes sense cause i hardly move
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| When you’re not around
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| You’re playing with my puppet strings
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| You’ll play until you’re bored
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| And it makes sense cause you only ring
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| When you feel ignored
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| And all this time i found out i was being used
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| Well it turns out i kinda like the way it feels
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| And all this time i found out i was being used
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| Well it turns out i kinda like the way it feels
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| You’re playing with my puppet strings
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| My arms and legs are bound
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| And it makes sense cause i hardly move
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| When you’re not around
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| (ooh)
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| Read my mind you’re looking for another clue
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| Well take my hand and lead me to the other room
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| And all this time i found out i was being used
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| Well it turns out i kinda like the way it feels like
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| I’ve let myself down, it feels like a meltdown
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| It feels like, feels like, it feels like
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| And all this time i found out i was being used
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| Well it turns out i kinda like the way it feels
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| And all this time i found out i was… being used
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| (Maybe that’s alright)
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| It feels like
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| (Maybe it’s alright)
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| It feels like, it feels right! |