Caged by Cinder
Caged lyrics
We bathe in a high tech glory,
Trapped in your own company.
Relive your short play story,
In games that weren�t enough for me.
There�s got to be more.
Your best friend�s full of numbers,
That don�t call but your always home.
Your right hand keeps you busy,
At night when you�re all alone.
The sounds of life keep slipping away,
It�s up to us to make them stay,
Before these consequences return to strip your life.
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