Puppet on Strings

Face Tomorrow

Compositor: Face Tomorrow

Drift out into a distant place
Crawl back towards a steady base
And make a frame, in which you can play your final game

Can you make sure that where i've been will fade
Far away from every space that i create

Don't stop until you made your wings
Fly far away from the puppet on strings

Take me to where i can let go of what i feel deep inside
'cause i'm not who i am
Let me choose which way i want to go

Make way, watch out, get away
I'm not using a brake
'till i find my place
'till i find my perfect place