you the puppet master call them forward / to hang them by your strings / pull them left to right / leading them to nowhere / give them songs to sing / but without substance / it’s all a numbers game / that you play with yourself about all you’ve “gained” / now leave them mindless you detach the strings / you’ve left them mindless / left them all fighting for every inch they’ve gained / now you’ve dug their graves to lay them all to rest / a puppet master of the flesh / you’re faith is in numbers / their faith was in you / you’re faith is in numbers / their faith was left reaping nothingness / decayed by emptiness / but I assure you they’ll find the weakness in your flesh / I’ve found the weakness in your flesh they’ll take comfort in knowing the truth / you’ve dug their graves / now lay them all to rest / you’ve dug their graves / now lay them all to rest / you lead this numbers game but it’s turned on you / inside they found the weakness in your flesh
This could be the most important record to come out in the last 20 years. So good musically it's scary. So poignant in its message, it's scary. Millwall D.
Julien Baker is an acquired taste - assuming of course you’ve acquired great taste in singer songwriters… beautiful, devastating, honest, insightful… I’ve not heard a single song of hers that hasn’t left me in absolute awe. crisbroadhurst