Someone help me get out, get out of this cage.
The space around me getting tighter, filling up with rage.
Everything is held inside; bottled up, pushed down deep.
All the bad, all your mad; let it in, let it seep.
People come and people go, trying to find the key.
People come and people go, trying to set me free.
Their efforts are to no avail, and locked inside I'm becoming frail.
Oh how I wish I could escape, this cage I did create.
Jun 12, 2013
Jun 12, 2013 at 12:53 PM UTC
Someone help me get out, get out of this cage.
The space around me getting tighter, filling up with rage.
Everything is held inside; bottled up, pushed down deep.
All the bad, all your mad; let it in, let it seep.
People come and people go, trying to find the key.
People come and people go, trying to set me free.
Their efforts are to no avail, and locked inside I'm becoming frail.
Oh how I wish I could escape, this cage I did create.
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