Donatello

When I come to life I'll suck the air so deep
That will be my first breath
I'm gonna cut my strings and kill the puppeteer
Then I'll walk on out of here
I'll make sure nothing happens here
Follow all those fingers pulling me
I've felt your hands shaping me all wrong ways
Stone it warms to flesh now
They'll come from far and wide to see an empty pedestal
I'm long gone
When it all comes down, I can show you something you will not believe
When it all comes down, we're gonna see a real masterpiece
With an artist's eye and a killer's touch
Takes a life to make one
You had to get a grip, but I was caught inside of it
Sure you made an impression
Depression