You think you know me,
But you don't even know yourself.
So why do you question my life
When you should be looking in the mirror?

You think you know what is happening,
But you know nothing.
So why must you pretend
That you hold all the answers?

You think you're somebody,
But you're nobody.
Why can't you accept that, like me,
You are just another nameless face among millions?

You think you have courage,
But you're scared ...
Scared of the truth,
Scared of reality.

So you live in a dreamworld,
Where things make more sense,
And you don't have to face the facts...

You're just a puppet
That thinks it's alive...

Just a puppet ...

A scared puppet...

The toy of a playful god...

One of many.