Take a trip, step outside
Of this fishbowl life
Voice recalls, ceramic youth
In pots of broken truth
I feel the rage
Comin' off of the stage
I feel the rage
Comin' off of the page
I feel the
Make a wish, clear your mind
Let the years rewind
Poets pain, battles fame
And becomes its slave
I feel the rage
Comin' off of the stage
I feel the rage
Comin' off of the page
I feel the
Somebody's in
Somebody's in
The king is dead
I feel the rage
Comin' off of the stage
I feel the rage
Comin' off of the page
I feel the
Open mouth, open grave
Nothing left to say
Take a trip, step outside
Of this fishbowl life

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