Sketches and puzzles and people they're all the same
They don't understand what it means to be human
Like a child of them
Different way through this life
It's all the same it goes away
Puppets on dead strings they burn as they want to fight
Bring all your matches they won't go into no waste
I could help you
All of them they chose their own fate
In the dark of the night
Sketches and puzzles and people they're all the same
They don't understand what it means to be human
Like a child of them
Different way through this life
It's all the same it goes away
Puppets on dead strings they burn as they want to fight
Bring all your matches they won't go to no waste
Like a child you
All of them they chose their own fate
In the dark of the night
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