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nothing Gold can stay.
Its an awful feeling to be scared of being happy, just because you know that as soon as you get happy, something will get messed up and it will all go away.
What if you know your better, but you don't want better?
she says she looks in the mirror
and she can't tell anymore
who she really is and who they believe her to be
and she says she walks a thin line
between what is and what could be
and she's getting closer
to something she can't understand
cause there's a crack in her plastic crown
and her throne of ice is melting
she climbed her ladder
there was nothing there
now it's a long way down
cause on and on and on she goes
dancing on the grave
of what she thought was still alive
and on and on and on she goes
dancing in mansions made of twigs
and castles made of sand
she says her head is filled with
cartoons and fairy tales
and she's trapped inside a dungeon of dolls
with smiles on their faces
she's built a pretty cage
her show's on a beautiful stage
with candy coated prison bars
and chains that look like jewelry
cause there's a crack in his plastic crown
and his throne of ice is melting
he climbed his ladder
there was nothing there
now it's a long way down
cause on and on and on she goes
dancing on the grave
of what she thought was still alive
and on and on and on she goes
dancing in mansions made of twigs
and castles made of sand
cause she lives inside
of fairy tales and castles now
and there's room inside
for false expectations and illusions
there's a crack in her plastic crown
and her throne of ice is melting
she climbed her ladder
there was nothing there
now it's a long way down
it's a long way down