Autobiography of a Puppet Xtha

[Verse 1]
Sit down, the show starts now
There's a lot of ground to cover
This is a story, tedious and boring
Written for a puppeteer's delight
You may have heard the beats before
But I can spin a tale you can't ignore
So listen here and listen in
The show awaits its patrons to begin

[Chorus]
There was a puppet, fragile, malleable, name nobody knows
Built of blood and bone, all discardable
Made to be alone, unreliable
Never let it go, listen to the

[Post-Chorus]
Why, oh why did you make me this way?
Are sentient toys even more fun to break?
What sick minds in an opaque display
Don't you think it's a little cliché?

[Verse 2]
All these days fly by so fast , it's a miracle if I can make it last
We dance and sing and ignore the strings that make it hard to ever breathe
Where else could you ever find strife so pure and grief so blind
There's no better tragedy than one you only have to read