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Phony
All my feelings trapped
In my blue balloon
Hovering above my heavy head
Trapped like air
That should be free
To wander and roam
From the shelter of my home
My feelings trapped inside
For I must be polite
And smother all my real thoughts
With my cursed manners
We must agree to disagree
Agree to trap our feelings
And agree to all agreements
I'm a frightened scarecrow
With a brain and feelings, too
I won't keep them all
Phony-made
