My Marionette
PROF. CORTON · TRAGEDY/REALITY: REWIRED · Out now
The voice of a manipulator who winds someone up, spins them round and calls it love. Every screw, nail and spring is in place, and the marionette never sees her strings. A dark look at control and the person who can't see they're being played.
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Credits
Artist: Prof. Corton
Album: TRAGEDY/REALITY: REWIRED
Album release: 15 May 2026
Label: Fragmented Music
Lyrics
A mind so fragmented, so easy to control
When I touch your trigger, when I make you wanna go
When I wind you up, to spin you back and down
And turn your smile into a frown
You let me down, you let me down
My marionette, immobile to unfurl
When you become a real girl
My marionette, all screws, nails, springs
Can't you see your strings?
No, you can't
A body so malleable, so easy to shape
When I play you like a fiddle, when I make your ghost escape
When I'm stroking my hair, across your strings
Rubbing your belly, and to make you dance
And you'll sway, and you'll prance
You'll rot and decay, in my own way
You'll dance, and you'll sway
And you'll wear your disarray, in my own way
In my own way
My marionette, immobile to unfurl
When you become a real girl
My marionette, all screws, nails, springs
Can't you feel your strings? Can't you feel your strings?
My marionette, immobile to unfurl
When you become a real girl
My marionette, all screws, nails, springs
Can't you cut, can't you cut your strings? Can't you cut your strings?
