Spinning and spinning

Unable to stop

Dance dance

Until you drop

Strings to be pulled

Puppet master waits

Twisting your choices

So you'll think it's fate

So stand on the spot

He'll mark on the floor

You'll be the next act

Hoping for an encore

Hands reaching towards

Money to be made

Some want a hand out

You only want to be paid

Bid for the chance

To live your dreams

Or dance puppet dance

And let it be ripped at the seams