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Heart in a Cage
Well I don't feel better
When I'm fucking around
And I don't write better
When I'm stuck in the ground
So don't teach me lessons
As I've already learned
Yeah the sun will be shining
And my children will burn
Oh the heart beats in its cage
I don't want what you want
I don't feel what you feel
See I'm stuck in a city
But I belong in a field
And ya left.. x 7
Now it's three in the morning and
You're eating alone
Oh the heart beats in its cage
All our friends they're laughing at us
All of those you love, you mistrust
Help me I'm just not quite myself
Look around there's no one else there
I went to the concert and I fought through the crowd
Guess I got too excited when I thought you were around
Oh yes I left.. x 7
I'm sorry you were thinking I would steal your fire.
Oh the heart beats in its cage
Yes the heart beats in its cage
and the heart beats in its cage