Текст: Accuser. Cowboy on a String.

I WOKE UP LAST NIGHT WITH A PAIN INSIDE
COULDN?T TAKE THIS MADNESS IN STRIDE
DEAD ND, GOT MYSELF A GUN
FEEL LIKE I?VE GOTTA KILL SOMEONE
FROM ABOVE YOU WATCH ME STUMBLING
FROM ABOVE YOU WATCH ME BREAKING
I KNOW THAT TIME WILL BE HEALING
THE WOUNDS OF A PUPPET ON A STRING
I CUT THE ROPE I?M HANGING FROM
HANGING FROM MY MOTHER?S TONGUE
CUT THE ROPE AND CUT MY WINGS
I?M A COWBOY N A STRING
BYE, BYE!
SCARE ME TODEATH FOOL ME AGAIN
IN THIS GAME THAT NEVER ENDS
KEEP ME HANGING BY A THREAD
I?VE REACHED AN END THAT NEVER ENDS
WANNA BE FREE
WANNA BE ME
THANKS FR YOUR SYMPATHY
WANNA BE FREE
WANNA BE ME
KEEP YOUR FUCKIN SYMPATHY
WAITING, WANTING AND WONDERING WHY
THERE?S JUST MY OWN SHADOW BY MY SIDE
MARCHING TOWARDS THE END OF TE LINE
MOTHER WILL HEAR
THE GUNSHOT TONIGHT