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Pulling Strings (From the Paramount+ Series ‘Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies')
Lyrics
They say all the world's a stage
All the men and women merely got a part to play
Am I the one pretending or is everybody fake
Are we a little different or are we all the same?
Silver spoons, they fall
Every single time I go to open up my mouth
Do I make decisions or has that not been allowed?
Or am I just a vessel for someone else's sound?
Am I a puppet in a dream who closed his eyes to everything?
All the hands that point directions open doors to good connections
I'm a product of pulling strings
But I swear I'm standing on the brink of being who everyone thinks
Without hands that point directions open doors to good connections
I'm a product of pulling strings
I thought I got the gold
But I was steps ahead of every starter pistol pulled
I thought I was a winner but it turns out I'm a joke
Don't want my reputation up in smoke
Am I a puppet in a dream who closed his eyes to everything?
All the hands that point directions open doors to good connections
I'm a product of pulling strings
But I swear I'm standing on the brink of being who everyone thinks
Without hands that point directions open doors to good connections
I'm a product of pulling strings
Exposing my real flaws will come at a real cost
I might be a damn fraud but at least I'm changing
At least I'm changing
I am waking from the dream, open eyes to everything
All the hands that point directions open doors to good connections
Oh, from now on I'll be cutting strings
I swear I'm standing on the brink of being who everyone thinks
I'm switching my perception, making meaningful connections
So from now on, I'll be cutting strings
All the men and women merely got a part to play
Am I the one pretending or is everybody fake
Are we a little different or are we all the same?
Silver spoons, they fall
Every single time I go to open up my mouth
Do I make decisions or has that not been allowed?
Or am I just a vessel for someone else's sound?
Am I a puppet in a dream who closed his eyes to everything?
All the hands that point directions open doors to good connections
I'm a product of pulling strings
But I swear I'm standing on the brink of being who everyone thinks
Without hands that point directions open doors to good connections
I'm a product of pulling strings
I thought I got the gold
But I was steps ahead of every starter pistol pulled
I thought I was a winner but it turns out I'm a joke
Don't want my reputation up in smoke
Am I a puppet in a dream who closed his eyes to everything?
All the hands that point directions open doors to good connections
I'm a product of pulling strings
But I swear I'm standing on the brink of being who everyone thinks
Without hands that point directions open doors to good connections
I'm a product of pulling strings
Exposing my real flaws will come at a real cost
I might be a damn fraud but at least I'm changing
At least I'm changing
I am waking from the dream, open eyes to everything
All the hands that point directions open doors to good connections
Oh, from now on I'll be cutting strings
I swear I'm standing on the brink of being who everyone thinks
I'm switching my perception, making meaningful connections
So from now on, I'll be cutting strings