Hello
Hello—it’s me again
Your sick little puppet
Call me what you what I’m
Just an inanimate object

Fuck me like you did last time
Make me shout your name
The release it brings release
But it still don’t kill your pain

I’m your little puppet
Your fucking little puppet
You fuck it and you suck it
Try to kill away the pain

I’m your little puppet
Your fuck stick on the ground
As much as I’m inanimate, I’m
Always here when you’re down

You call my name
When you can’t find the vein
When the needle don’t work
And you still feel the pain

Shout my name
Shout my fucking name
Shout my name, tonight
Shout my name

Hello—it’s me again
Your sick little puppet
Strings are drawn, puppeteer
Are you ready to fuck it?

Hello—it’s me again
Your sick little puppet
Call me what you want I’m
Just an inanimate object

Hello—when’s the last time
We’ve said hello, anyway?
Last time we met you stripped me down
And put me down to lay

Hello—can I hear a hello?
Puppeteer you make me sick
I may be made of wood and shit
But mark my words, I ain’t no fuck stick

Hello—fuck you, fuck fucking you
And fuck your fucking attitude
And fuck those drugs and things you do
And fuck the needles that you use

Hello—fuck your face, fuck everything
Fuck this life, this world, it’s insane
Fuck your box, those fucking games you play
Cut my strings cause it’s all the same

Hello—mother fucker, it’s time to play
Puppeteer hoist me up, show me the way
To go home, cause I’m lost and I got no one to guide
And my strings may be cut, but I ain’t broken on the inside

Hello—

Adieu,
Zak Hunter