• They left me here to die in this forsaken land
    They cut my strings, an ugly doll dangling by the hand
    They forced me to run when I didn't know how to stand
    With fear eating my flesh, I tend to every demand
    For nine years they've said things to me
    That I knew were never meant to be
    But I confused the truth with the lie
    They mocked me when they heard me cry
    Now it's time to throw away those wasted tries
    Because now there isn't any need to say our good-byes