[Lyric] Puppeteer (Ollie Cook)

(Verse 1)
One by one
The faces of the dead
They call to me
In my sleep

(Verse 2)
Your body is weak
Hair thinner than a string
Puppeteering
Your hand to your chin

(Verse 3)
Lower the box
Full of flesh and bones
We are born alone
And we leave the world cold