A wise man with a way with words
Sung that the world is a wilderness of mirrors
And every one holds a different image of me
Now if all the looking-gla**es were turned around
Would I cease to be?
I never grew up, but I'm growing older each day
Learning to love the things that I dread
Bleeding my youth away
(chorus)
(Walled in, walled in willingly
Call me, call me a travesty)
These self-replicating days of confinement
While I alone stand out of place and alignment
Neither man nor beast
In a long-gone mason's maze of amazement
That maddening laughter of his
Speaks volumes of my state of debasement
(chorus)
(Walled in, walled in willingly
Call me, call me a travesty)
These self-replicating days of confinement
I alone stand out of place and alignment
(Walled in, walled in willingly
Call me, call me a travesty)
These self-replicating days of confinement
While I alone stand out of place and alignment
I want out (or do you?)
I want out (or do you?)
I want out (or do you?)
I want out