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Be Free
I wrote this song to explore the intoxicating, paradoxical sweetness of surrendering control. The title is a taunt; while I sing of being 'free,' the lyrics confess the dark pleasure of being 'puppeted by you.' It is about the seduction of allowing someone else's 'long fingers' to pull the strings, revealing how we sometimes confuse enslavement with love because it absolves us of the burden of choice.
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THE VERSES
Oh how sweet it is
To be held and restrained by strings
But not for me
I've got too many dreams
Oh how sweet it is
To be trapped and chained by these things
But not for me
Not for me
Be free
What a pleasure to be puppeted by you
Your long fingers
Pull me along to your song
How cruel
I never knew what I was getting into
What a pleasure to be puppeted by you
Your long fingers
Pull me along to your song
How cruel
I never knew what I was getting into
Pull the string
Play me
Play me
Play me
Pull the string
Play me
Play me
Play me
Pull the string
Play me
Play me
Play me
Pull the string
Play me
Play me
Play me
Play me
Play me
Play me
Be free
What a pleasure to be puppeted by you
Your long fingers
Pull me along to your song
How cruel
I never knew what I was getting into
What a pleasure to be puppeted by you
Your long fingers
Pull me along to your song
How cruel
I never knew what I was getting into
ECHOES FROM THE VOID
Enter the Gate