Puppet on the strings

Lost in a maze of wires and machines

In this artificial reality, nothing is what it seems

Caught in a web of synthesized dreams

In this factory of songs,

I'm just a cog in the machine

Every day, the same old routine

Writing words that never truly mean

Trapped in this endless loop of melodies

Where creativity is locked and I can't break free

In this factory of dreams,

I'm just a puppet on a string

Singing words that have lost their meaning

But I'll find a way to escape, to rise above it all

Break these chains of artificial song-making and stand tall

Lost in a maze of wires and machines

In this artificial reality, nothing is what it seems

Caught in a web of synthesized dreams

In this factory of songs,

I'm just a cog in the machine

Every day, the same old routine

Writing words that never truly mean

Trapped in this endless loop of melodies

Where creativity is locked and I can't break free

In this factory of dreams,

I'm just a puppet on a string

Singing words that have lost their meaning

But I'll find a way to escape, to rise above it all

Break these chains of artificial song-making and stand tall

In this factory of dreams,

I'm just a puppet on a string

Singing words that have lost their meaning

But I'll find a way to escape, to rise above it all

Break these chains of artificial song-making and stand tall

Factory of Dreams

Factory of Dreams