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(hinkel / wissler) |
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What does it take |
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To stand for my pride |
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In a building of glass |
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But i'm still throwing stones inside |
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Man in a cage |
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A perfect place of perfect isolation |
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A heart full of pain |
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A door that leads to desperation |
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How could i forget we keep on playing different games |
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And i exit the stage |
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Feeling like a puppet retired from the hands of fate |
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Why do i hesitate |
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Why can't i break free |
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And why do i still believe |
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This cage was made for you and me |
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What does it take |
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To live a life of perfect isolation |
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And what will remain |
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On the road to desperation |
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How could i pretend this life was only made for me |
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And nobody else |
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Steppin' in my cage to free me from my chains |
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Why do i hesitate |
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Why can't i break free |
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And why do i still believe |
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This cage was made for you and me |
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It's made for you and me |
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Man in a cage |
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I'm livin' in my room |
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Why won't you see that i'm engaged |
