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