I’m working on your mind
I’m working on your brain
It’s subtle but it’s true
I’m controlling everything
Pulling the puppet strings
I tell you what to do
I tell you what to say
There is no black & white
I’ve turned it all to gray
Maybe you want to live, but I alone decide
Cause if I get the urge I’ll tell you “suicide”
Everyone’s an actor & directing is such fun
When I am in control of this soap opera re-run
(Chorus)
On the state that we were born
We play a losing game
But on the cross of Jesus Christ
All puppet strings will break
All you need is faith all you need is faith
Last night I had a dream a vision of today
A hundred billion strings leading us astray
& then I saw his face that evil puppeteer
Satan is his name & sin & death his game
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