Fairy Tales and Castles

he sighs he looks in the mirror
and he cant tell anymore who he really is and who they believe him to be
he says he walks a thin line between what is and what could be
and he's getting closer to something he cant understand
cuz there's a crack in his plastic crown and his throne of ice is melting
he climbed his ladder there was nothing there now its a long way down
and on and on and on he goes dancing on a grave of what he thought was still alive
and on and on and on he goes dancing in mansions made of twigs and castles made of sand
he says his head is filled with cartoons fairy tales and strapped inside a dungeon of dolls with smiles on their faces
he's built a pretty cage his shows on a beautiful stage with candy coated prison bars and chains that look like jewelry
and there's a crack in his plastic crown and his throne of ice is melting
he climbed his ladder there was nothing there now its a long way down
and on and on and on he goes dancing on a grave of what he thought was still alive
and on and on and on he goes dancing in mansions made of twigs and castles made of sand
cuz he lives inside of fairy tales and castles now
and there's room inside for false expectations and illusions
there's a crack in his plastic crown and his throne of ice is melting
he climbed his ladder there was nothing there now its a long way down its a long way down
and on and on and on he goes dancing on a grave of what he thought was still alive
and on and on and on he goes dancing in mansions made of twigs and castles made of sand
and on and on and on he goes dancing on a grave of what he thought was still alive
and on and on and on he goes dancing in mansions made of twigs and castles made of sand

Once you're done pretending and your audience is gone do you know who you are? You can build yourself a castle where you feel like you're king but chances are its just made of sand and it will come crashing down around you, the only real thing you'll have left is the emptiness that jails you.

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