| In your glass menengerie you hide
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| You can’t face the day kinda dead inside
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| Down again from your ego high and mighty
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| Where illusion plays in between the lies
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| And you can look so vain with your snakeskin eyes
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| Anesthatising, moralising to survive
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| Oh oh oh, ain’t life funny
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| As the critics bite and the cameras flash
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| The wolves are hungry for you to crash
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| Picking on every single word you say
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| They try to put down your still talking free
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| You won’t’t show your vunerability
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| To the paparazzi circling the prey
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| Oh oh oh ain’t life funny
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| How a little too much of truth can get you down
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| Because
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| And it’s so damn lonely in a world so phoney
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| Where the cheaters never know they’ve sinned
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| Will your wings keep flying, through the lost horizon
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| Has your spirit gone dancing in the wind
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| Shiny suit and tie life’s a compromise
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| The lion roars an the jungles cries
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| Fools you’ve suffered, damn them all to hell
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| As the game exposed they can feel your sting
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| As the weakest falls to the power king
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| The just don’t understand you’ve taken everything
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| Oh oh oh, ain’t life funny
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| How reality creeps in without a sound
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| Because
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| And it’s so damn lonely in a world so phoney
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| Where the cheaters never know they’ve sinned
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| Will your wings keep glying, through the lost horizon
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| Has your spirit gone dancing in the wind |