well these walls they might hold me
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and the rules they might mold me
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but it? all they told me what i? be
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well the time is passing
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and my crime forgotten
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and by now you think i could leave
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and all i know is part of the show
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the show is all there is to me
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and all i am is where i stand
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you?e just too far to see
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see the cells i live in
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make the shell i?e been given
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painted red these skin colored walls
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well the bars they held me
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and the scars my trophies
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and by far it? only the start
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and all i know is part of the show
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the show is all there is to me
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and all i am is where i stand
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you?e just too far ,too far to see
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your blue skies grey around here
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winter burns, stones won? turn cycle frozen
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your day is night around here
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and still i yearn for the day
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when i learn there? a way
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out of here
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and all i know is part of the show
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the show is all there is to me
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and all i am is where i stand
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you?e just too far ,too far to see
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Ails
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