Puppet Show

I'm just another one of your puppets
being manipulated by the strings
controlling my every movement
from my facial expression misery sings
deep down inside I am resistant
when in reality I have no choice
I want so bad to be heard
but I don't have a voice
you keep inhaling my words
that I'm suffocating to release
I didn't rent a theater
so tell me who signed the lease?
I'm so exhausted
from singing and dancing in distress
every single fucking night
I can never seem to rest
I'm unsure of the point that you're trying to make
but I can no longer hold my balance I'm about to break
free me of this torture
tell me what I did to deserve this penalty
can't you see that my heart is bleeding
I'm already paying little fees
give me some credit
cut me some slack
honesty is what I give
loyalty is what you lack
now you're putting on a show
with me as the opening act
that shit is degrading
I don't represent that
not speaking from fiction
I'm speaking from fact