Inside the walls I've made
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To keep out all who reach for me
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I might have lost my way
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And I can't come out again
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Don't come around here anymore
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You may infect yourself
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Don't ever cross this line
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You could see monsters
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in your mind
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There just like me
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<Interlude>
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Have I erased all sense of touch
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I don't feel anything
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Sometimes they say I need
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Sometimes I think I need
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Sometimes I know I need
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New parts for my brain
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<Interlude>
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Most dreams
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they're black and white
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But I must color mine
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Each day's another end
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Less night of screaming
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Shouting at the outside
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Someone let me in
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Set me free now no one can
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Faces at the window
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Stop the water, bags of sand
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Institutional man
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<Interlude>
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Sometimes they say I need
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Sometimes I think I need
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Sometimes I know I need
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New parts for my brain
|
<Interlude>
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Set me free now no one can
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Faces at the window
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Lock the cages, tie my hands
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Institutional, institutional man
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cked down
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and they put you first in line
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And so you finally ask yourself
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just how big you are
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and take your place in a wiser
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world of bigger motor cars
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<Intelrude>
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So Where the hell was Biggles
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when you needed him
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last Saturday
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And where were all the sportsmen
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who always pulled you though
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They're all resting down
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in Cornwall
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writing up their memoirs
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for a paper-back edition
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of the Boy Scout Manual
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See there! A man born
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Instituional Man
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| Dio |
