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King 810

Da Vinci Hands Pinocchio Nose

 

Da Vinci Hands Pinocchio Nose

(album: AK Concerto No. 47, 11th Movement in G Major - 2020)


Leave him with me, what do you want him to be?
Do you want him to know he's a puppet?
I can hide all the strings, I can hide all the screens
But he'll never know what love is
If we give him a head we're as good as dead
The spot for his heart, we put nothing
Johnny's got him a gun, Johnny's got him a gun
Johnny's got him a gun and he's hunting

It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands and it's shaking
Am I still a man, am I still a man
Am I still a man on this stage thing

I had freedom of choice and I had a voice
It was almost as if I was a real boy
I liked fighting for life, at least then I had a life
And although I felt pain, I felt something
I just wanna be free like when we rode in your V
And the music would play and you would dance for me
The hand up above, I didn't notice there was
I didn't know that there was one back then
It's pulling the strings, it wants me to sing
It wants me to be something I'm not
Johnny's got him a gun, it's out of my hands
It wasn't my plan for them to get shot

It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands and it's shaking
Am I still a man, am I still a man
Am I still a man on this stage thing

It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands...

Bite the bullet, take it head on
If it's hard, it's supposed to be hard
It's called life, put your foot on its neck, son
Fight the causeways and the undertow
And if she moves like water moves and swallows you whole
I want you to know, it's out of my hands

Johnny's got him a gun and he's hunting

It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands and it's shaking
Am I still a man, am I still a man
Am I still a man on this stage thing

It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands...

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