Michael Elise - Puppeteer (Official Music Video)

You only see this on TV... This song was written, mixed and produced by Ash Ellis, and performed by Michael Elise. Listen here: Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/6C3TKw... Apple Music:   / puppeteer-single   Credits: Director - Ash Ellis Assistant Director - Maddie Aulfrey Producer - Ash Ellis Cinematographer - Maddie Aulfrey Buis Nessman - Ash Ellis Judith Jabeeble - Dan Tupas Topra Porter - Alan Cai Garth Gaboobalt - Ruth Hockey Sock Puppet with Knife 1 - Alan Cai Sock Puppet with Knife 2 - Dan Tupas Sock Puppet with Gun - Ruth Hockey Gunny McGunface - Themself Sock Puppet God - Ruth Hockey Gaffer - Ash Ellis Slater - Alan Cai, Ruth Hockey Prop Design: Ash Ellis, Ruth Hockey, Maddie Aulfrey, Alan Cai Costume Design: Ash Ellis Set Design: Ash Ellis Post Production: Ash Ellis (yes all of it) Big shoutout to Maddie's Mum for driving us places and Ruth for the van Lyrics: You wrap my wrists in silk And weave a story of your own Try to choke me with cigarette I wasn't too fond of that I guess I'm just Controlling, I make it feel like you're Drowning, so maybe take a step back? I guess I'm used to the abuse There really isn't anything I could do? Have my heart till I'm 10 steps sober Don't you know you're writing my next song right here? Baby, you're my puppeteer And I let you pull my strings And you won't get what you want Without another beer Baby, you're my puppeteer And I let you pull my strings Oh, girl, I'd let you pull my strings You always seemed to lie When I pushed a needle in Make it out that I wasn't clear I shouldn't have to give you a list I fear I'm just Projecting, how could this happen to me? You only see this on TV Calling out to the Gods, i ask them If there's room in limbo for just two more souls? Have my heart till I'm 10 steps sober Don't you know you're writing my next song right here? Baby, you're my puppeteer And I let you pull my strings And you won't get what you want Without another beer Baby, you're my puppeteer And I let you pull my strings How could this happen to me? You only see this on TV Through friends of friends and lover's beds I think I need to take a breath You make my head numb To anything that I feel danger from I wish my words weren't made for the broken But how else are they supposed to reach you? Have my heart till I'm 10 steps sober I can see the ending without you in my ear Baby, you're my puppeteer And I let you pull my strings And you won't get what you want Without another beer Baby, you're my puppeteer And I let you pull my strings You only see this on TV