[08:50.00]In the cold grey-mask of morning I cry out,
[08:50.00]But no-one feels the sound that I shout,
[08:50.00]And you don't hear me through the tears you've shed,
[08:50.00]And the dream-world that you've found will one
[08:50.00]Day drag you down,
[08:50.00]The mirror of illusion reflects the smile,
[08:50.00]The world from your back door seems so wide,
[08:50.00]The house, so tiny it is from inside,
[08:50.00]A box that you're still living in,
[08:50.00]I cannot see for why
[08:50.00]You think you've found perception's doors, they
[08:50.00]Open to a lie.
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