Verse 1

A string of gold

Wrapped around my slender throat,

Like a necklace of suicide note.

A string of gold

Wrapped around your taut fingers,

Like a ghost your shadow lingers,

Chorus

Haunting me into sweet submission,

My ominous dream is your vision

Of a distorted dystopia

Where the only thing I can hear

Is the sound of your voice in my head,

As you pull my strings and leave me dead.

Verse 2

A string of gold,

Wrapped around my broken heart,

Like a noose made of poisoned darts.

A string of gold,

Wrapped around your hand of scythe,

Like a reaper that comes each night,

Chorus

Haunting me into sweet submission,

My ominous dream is your vision

Of a distorted dystopia

Where the only thing I can hear

Is the sound of your voice in my head,

As you pull my strings and leave me dead.

Bridge

A string of gold,

In your chokehold,

I can't breathe the air,

Let go if you really care.

A string of gold,

Shackled my soul,

I can't feel the light,

Let go of me, do what's right.

You pull, you push away,

Day after weary day,

Chorus

Haunting me into sweet submission,

My ominous dream is your vision

Of a distorted dystopia

Where the only thing I can hear

Is the sound of your voice in my head,

As you pull my strings and leave me dead.