Ragdolls can't speak your english

I can't run from my life,
No matter how hard I try,
It keeps finding ways to creep back in front of my eyes.

My reality is slipping,
I can't distinguish between dreams and consciousness,
Everything is moving faster then I can hold onto.

Explain these dreams to me,
explain this pain to my body because my mind can't seem to cope.
I'm your personal punching bag.

Call me your play toy,
I'm a rag doll attached to puppet strings,
I follow everything you lead.