hush little girl
let the puppeteer take over
your strings bind you to the sticks
you're restrained
there is so escape
you're a doll
it's okay little girl
the show is over soon
the pain will go away
your work will drop
you cannot change that
smile little girl
leave your fate to the professionals
they know what they are doing
they insist on it
it's not done yet
your plastic face is starting to melt
you need to pull it together
listen to us little girl
it'll be alright
you'll make it through
your mind may snap
those strings are too strong to rip
the strings are too long to pull
give up little girl
you're not going to win
