Sock Puppet Blues.

Verse 1:
Matthew Taylor broke the truce, couldn’t keep it in line,
Less than a day, not even 24 hours’ time.
He agreed to the silence, a peace he’d pursue,
But compulsions are strong, and he’s stuck like glue.

Project Night Watch felt the sting of the burn,
Said, “We’re done with this deal, now the tables turn.”
With his "Sock Puppet Blues," Matthew took up the fight,
Obsessed and relentless, prowling day and night.

Chorus:
He’s got the Sock Puppet Blues, can’t let it go,
One step forward, two back, in a twisted show.
Blah blah moved on, James Hind took his stand,
But Taylor’s playing tunes only he understands.

He’s a serial liar, a delusional tale,
Bound by court orders, truth’s not in the mail.
Oh, the Sock Puppet Blues, when the lines get crossed,
When obsession wins out, and reason is lost.

Verse 2:
Caught in a cycle, spinning in place,
He’s a puppet to the past, a marathon he’ll chase.
“Stalking Protection Orders” should keep him away,
But the spotlight’s too tempting, and he won’t stay away.

Blah blah's gone to the stars, on a Trek of his own,
Left the internet wasteland, where darkness had grown.
But Matthew’s still trapped, in a fight for his voice,
Claiming his “truth,” as if it’s his only choice.

Chorus:
He’s got the Sock Puppet Blues, can’t let it go,
One step forward, two back, in a twisted show.
Blah blah moved on, James Hind took his stand,
But Taylor’s playing tunes only he understands.

He’s a serial liar, a delusional tale,
Bound by court orders, truth’s not in the mail.
Oh, the Sock Puppet Blues, when the lines get crossed,
When obsession wins out, and reason is lost.

Bridge:
Some say he’s a victim, but victims move on,
They don’t dig deeper when the reasons are gone.
A fantasy world, a warped sense of pride,
He’ll burn bridges down, just to stay on his ride.

Chorus:
He’s got the Sock Puppet Blues, can’t let it go,
One step forward, two back, in a twisted show.
Blah blah moved on, James Hind took his stand,
But Taylor’s playing tunes only he understands.

He’s a serial liar, a delusional tale,
Bound by court orders, truth’s not in the mail.
Oh, the Sock Puppet Blues, when the lines get crossed,
When obsession wins out, and reason is lost.

Outro:
So, play that sad song, let the truth bend and break,
When a man can’t find peace, only havoc to make.
The Sock Puppet Blues, that’s the life that he’s known,
Locked in battles with ghosts, forever alone.