Everything is locked up in me Because I am tied up with a lot Of endless cares, I feel like a bird Locked up for ever and ever, My wings are tied up Because no one wants to help Me fly to where I like, Our world is a big cage Made to lock up people Who want to fly for the Dream lands of good choice, We are always locked up In cages made for us Without our pretty choice, We suffer by day and by night Just because we look forward For a better path in life, We look for a grain of sand To live peacefully in it, but The evil powers chase us Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere, We're chained and we're locked In a series of endless dark nightmares Made as ready-made mattresses For us to sleep on in this world
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