right,
you hold the strings.
i know that.
you're in charge.
that's what I've got
these scissors for.
now the strings are cut
you're not my puppeteer.
i'm a person, not a doll.
i've got a will and way
all and completely of my own.
i'm gonna be someone
you don't want me to be.
how does it feel to be out of control?
how does it feel to not be pilot?
how does it feel?
listen very carefully
i will only say this once
you wouldn't let me go
so i'm not giving you a choice.
i'm gonna like the boys
you forbade me to like
i'm gonna wear the clothes
you wouldn't let me buy
i'm gonna be the person
that you couldn't let me be.
so...
how does it feel
now i'm out of your control?















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