I don't know who you are at nightfall
You change your ways so drastically
You put on a veil to hide your true form
Because that's just not who you want to be
But you still feel trapped inside your make-up
Cinderella can't have her fantasy
And all you want is a little freedom
In a world where opinion is disease
If you feel like judgment's got you tied down
You hand's and feet all bound in chains
Well there are people out there right now
And I can swear they feel the same
So don't ever feel like you're all alone
You're still a butterfly in your cocoon
And if you look, you'll find a good home
To break that shell when the flowers bloom
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