| I have earth in my voice, dear, the world is my oyster and I am its pearly
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| white smile
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| I have fortune and freedom and men when I need 'em
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| My life has charmed for a while
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| But when I was young and obedient and dumb
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| I was led to do terrible things
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| By the state and the church and my mother who urged me
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| To give up my dreams for a ring
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| Tiny little girl yearning for the world settled for a wedding
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| Tiny little groom marching to his doom never understanding
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| Tiny little wife, tiny little life, tiny little ending
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| I was building a prison
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| I could have been living a life
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| Lonely little man playing with your hand, wishing you were bolder
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| Secrets in a jar, fear of who you are weighing on your shoulder
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| Holding it inside, holding very tight, slowly growing older
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| You’re building a prison, you could have been living a life
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| The world is so wide and before we have died we will pnly have one tiny taste
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| If you run off and hide like a wimpering child, just think of the life you
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| could waste
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| Break out of your prison
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| It’s time to start living
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| You’ve only been given one life
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| You’ve only been given one life
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| You’ve only been given one life |