Puppets - ATMOSPHERE

I know a guy with a rock star life

But he still don’t fly, so he’s mad at the sky

He sits me down, he kicks his wisdom

He’s been around, I give him a listen

Seems like he’s got a lot of complaints

About how nowadays things ain’t the same

Used to place some faith in the basement

A toast for this guy and those kids that he came with

Cause they all on the same shit

Based on cut down placement

Uptown stay strong

Don’t ever do a dance with the devil now

That smile is a sign that you’re sellin' out

Judgement, gossip, ethics

Let’s just exploit all this excess

Then you can feel how he feels

To walk around town lookin' down from them tall heels

And who needs fame or fortune

When you get the same love that the famous snortin'?

A future so afraid of yours

That you strayed from the course

And you came up short

Believe he would have more credibility

If he wasn’t just another drunk pill junky

It’s obvious to me that he’s still hungry

For the superstars a little bad lucky

Go ahead and get mad at God

Point your fingers at your dad and at Santa Claus

Listen all of y’all it’s a sabotage

Wouldn’t look so bad with the bandage off

It goes one for the bar tab, two for the shine

Let’s go to your car, do another line

Barely trust 'em, they’re all puppets

Love is nothin', scared of success

One for the bass, two for the drums

Last call gonna take whatever comes

Barely trust 'em, they’re all puppets

Love is nothin', scared of success

I think it’s great how you used to be great

I can’t hate on how you choose to relate

But I know that you had the potential

I understand why you wanted to let go

A lot of pressure in the middle of those shoulders

And we ain’t getting nothin' but older

Ain’t nothin' changed but the day we run from

But nobody knows that better than you, huh?

One for the bar tab, two for the shine

Let’s go to your car and do another line

Barely trust 'em, they’re all puppets

Love is nothin', scared of success

One for the bass, two for the drums

Last call gonna take whatever comes

Barely trust 'em, they’re all puppets

Love is nothin', scared of success

Barely trust them they’re all puppets

Love is nothing scared of success