Fake I'm just a puppet in your play You pull the strings and I obey high That oxytocin hit me just right there It's counterfeit Zombie, zombie, could it be a hex? Got me, got me, you took another victim Mercy, mercy, put me in check With your hands wrapped 'round my neck
I can't breathe at the thought of you It's a telekinetic issue Set me free, I've been caught in you Overcome with a heartsick voodoo It's tele-tele-e-e-kinetic Tele-tele-e-e-kinetic Tele-tele-e-e-kinetic Tele-tele-e-e-kinetic
I found my role in a tragedy I lost my soul in the make-believe Just a doll with your threads sewn into me Paralysed when you finally cut the strings So stick your pins in the effigy Run my life till you rip the seams Build it up in a technicolour dream A prisoner just for you, now set me free
I can't breathe at the thought of you It's a telekinetic issue Set me free, I've been caught in you Overcome with a heartsick voodoo It's tele-tele-e-e-kinetic Tele-tele-e-e-kinetic Tele-tele-e-e-kinetic Tele-tele-e-e-kinetic
I'm a fool again, you got inside It's gonna pull me in I fell for this lie Serotonin I'm coming down from this high A puppet inside And you're the reason You take my control Mind, body and soul In this lie (Lie lie lie lie lie)
I can't breathe at the thought of you It's a telekinetic issue Set me free, I've been caught in you Overcome with a heartsick voodoo It's tele-tele-e-e-kinetic Tele-tele-e-e-kinetic Tele-tele-e-e-kinetic Tele-tele-e-e-kinetic
Compositores: Joseph Robert Rickard (Joe Rickard), Dustin Paul Bates ECAD: Obra #26163955