a pat 87: too bad i'm...stupid

ytumy: "im going to kill you with the sole of my butt!"

oul: congrats u win 100,000 bucks

He says, he looks in the mirror
and he can't tell anymore
who he really is, and who they believe to be.
He says, he walks a thin line
between what is and what could be
and he's getting closer
to something he can't understand...

Cause there's a crack in his plastic crown, and
his throne of ice is melting
He climbs his ladder, there was nothing there
and now it's a long way down
it's a long way down...

On and on and on he goes,
dancing on the graves
of what he thought was still alive
On and on and on he goes,
dancing in mansions made of twigs
and castles made of sand...

Cause he lives inside
a fairy tale sand castle now,
and there's room inside
for false expectations and illusions...

Cause there's a crack in his plastic crown and his throne of ice is melting, he climbs his ladder there was nothing there and now it's a long way down, it's a long way down, cause on and on and on he goes, dancing on the graves of what he thought was still alive, on and on and on he goes, dancing in mansions made of twigs and castles made of sand...