Puppets

I know a guy with a rock star life

But he still don't fly, so he's mad at the sky

He sits me down, he kicks his wisdom

He's been around, I give him a listen

Seems likes he's got a lot of complaints about how

Nowadays things ain't the same now

Used to play some faith in the basement

A toast for the sky and those kids that he came with

'Cause they all on the same shit, based on

Cut down placement, up town, stay strong

Don't ever do a dance with the devil now

That smile is a sign that you're sellin' now

Judgment, gossip, ethics, let's just exploit all this excess

You can feel how he feels

To walk around town looking down from them tall heels

And who needs fame or fortune when you get the same love

That the famous snortin', huh

Future so afraid of yours that you strayed from the course

And you came up short

Believe me, you'll have more credibility

If you wasn't just another drunk pill junky

It's obvious to me that he's still hungry

For the superstars, a little bad lucky, huh

Go ahead and get mad at God

Point your fingers at your dad and ask Santa Claus

Listen all, y'all, it's a sabotage

Wouldn't look so bad with the bandage off

It goes one for the bar, tap two for the shine

Let's go to your car and do another line

Barely trust 'em, they're all puppets

Love is nothing, scared of success

One for the bass, two for the drums

Last call, gonna take whatever comes

Barely trust 'em, they're all puppets

Love is nothing, scared of success

I think it's great how you used to be great

I can't hate on how you choose to relate

But I know that you had the potential

I understand why you wanted to let go

A lot of pressure in the middle of those shoulders

And we ain't gettin' nothing but older

Ain't nothin' change, but the day we run from

But nobody knows that better than you, huh

One for the bar, tap two for the shine

Let's go to your car and do another line

Barely trust 'em, they're all puppets

Love is nothing, scared of success

One for the bass, two for the drums

Last call, gonna take whatever comes

Barely trust 'em, they're all puppets

Love is nothing, scared of success

One for the bar, tap two for the shine

Let's go to your car and do another line

Barely trust 'em, they're all puppets

Love is nothing, scared of success

One for the bass, two for the drums

Last call, gonna take whatever comes

Barely trust 'em, they're all puppets

Love is nothing, scared of success

(Barely trust them, they're all puppets)

(Love is nothing, scared of success)