Pulling Strings کے بول

Sometimes i think i see you on the streets sometimes i think you are walking using my feet sometimes reality clashes and im near defeat reeling from the scene, a bad fucking dream just guide me home.. 8 ball. 40 oz. a grassy hill on haight street. i remember the time we were more than brothers we were partners in crime. drunk on a weekday afternoon was it the first time? i remember the last. never thought i would have to write this song. Maybe theres someone whos pulling the strings just for fun maybe theres no one at all either way its a shitty story bad luck, wrong time. its all the same you know this line.just try not to have any regrets i wonder why youve gone i wonder where youve gone always knew youd be gone