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My life is in a glass dome

That's the place that I call home

From all I am held back, restrained

And all the world does feel my pain

We are all trapped one way or another

We all trap our sisters and brothers

'Cause if one were to be truly free

Everyone would be bound in steel.

Every place a stage

Every friend an actor

Every conversation a script

Every line a lie

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