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Stuck inside this cage

made of steel

With sharp edges

we find it very comfortable

We are so pleased with it

there’s no hidden treasure

We are so pleased with it

there’s no hidden floor

 

After everything else gone

little choice

There’s still the jolt

it’s like no choice at all

Who wanna stare at my brain ?

facing laughs

And I don’t understand

why I can’t manage to talk to...

 

Cleaning this glorious rage

Making it shine

And all of the dirty little pieces

Of this disappearing world

 

Regarding your standards

she’s not fair

She’s got a surf on her T-shirt

I see beg in the underground

Missing some lost joy

is there anything your shell could protect you from ?

Speaking in front of many

instead of speaking in front of me

 

Cleaning this glorious rage

Making it shine

And all of the dirty little pieces

Of this disappearing world