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I've trapped myself in a cage, A prison by my own hands And don't worry, it is free will, The bars are just like strands. The metal replaced by rubber But definitely made opaque, That part's really important: It hides all that is fake. I've wrapped myself up tight In these beautiful illusions But hope is just a mirage, you see, And you just a delusion.
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Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 9:33 AM UTC
Not Really There
I've trapped myself in a cage, A prison by my own hands And don't worry, it is free will, The bars are just like strands. The metal replaced by rubber But definitely made opaque, That part's really important: It hides all that is fake. I've wrapped myself up tight In these beautiful illusions But hope is just a mirage, you see, And you just a delusion.
You said that all that matters is that I'm in your heart and you're in mine. But really without you here, I don't feel all that "fine".
jaz
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Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 9:33 AM UTC
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