Tuesday, July 08, 2008
Forgotten Fairytales
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When you were younger i bet you had fantasies running through you mind every few seconds. Your little world where everything was perfect. You believe, you believed that in this life it might just turn out the way you want it to. You believe, you believed that everything might just be okay. You believe, you believed in your happy ending.
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But as you grow older, you see the world from a different perspective. Slowly, slowly but surely you start to change. You start to realise what an ugly world this is. How people are so selfish and disgusting inside. They tell you how to lead your life. They give you rules. They use you. They hate you. The world judges you. You are catergorised into a box you don't want to be in. You are labeled, and stamped on with a hot rod so you'll never forget, you'll never ever forget.
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So will you get your happy ending?
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You then find yourself scrambling for air. To get out of that tiny box they squeezed you in. To get your sweet sweet escape. Where you can surrender and be yourself, just yourself
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And in all this mess, in all this mess,
we are likely to be disconcerted by to the hiatus of thought
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In all this mess, in all this mess
I thank god we can lie down together and forget the world
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In all this mess,
I'll thank god for not taking away this fairytale
