Shaking on a String Paroles

Can't start up
A world with all the things
Meaning nothing

He wakes up
Coiled like a spring
Twisted up

And he cannot attract attention
'Cause it will leave him too wound up
And that kind of frustration
Is too much
It's too much

So look, don't touch
Look at the machine
Button up

So distraught
He's shaking on a string Designed for nothing?

Yeah, why start up a machine
Tell it what it needs

And send it down a dead-end road?

Send me down a dead-end road...