He says he looks in the mirror
And he cant tell anymore
Who he really is and who they believe him to be
And he says he walks a thin line
Between what is and what could be
And hes getting closer
To something he cant understand
Cause theres a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder
There was nothing there
Now its a long way down
Cause on and on and on he goes
Dancing on the grave
Of what he thought was still alive
And on and on and on he goes
Dancing in mansions made of twigs
And castles made of sand
He says his head is filled with
Cartoons and fairy tales
And hes trapped inside a dungeon of dolls
With smiles on their faces
Hes built a pretty cage
His shows on a beautiful stage
With candy coated prison bars
And chains that look like jewelry
Cause theres a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder
There was nothing there
Now its a long way down
Cause on and on and on he goes
Dancing on the grave
Of what he thought was still alive
And on and on and on he goes
Dancing in mansions made of twigs
And castles made of sand
Cause he lives inside
Of fairy tales and castles now
And theres room inside
For false expectations and illusions
Theres a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder
There was nothing there
Now its a long way down
Its a long way down
On and on and on he goes
Dancing on the grave
Of what he thought was still alive
Hey on and on and on he goes
Dancing in mansions made twigs
And castles made of sand
Cause on and on and on he goes
Dancing on the grave
Of what he thought was still alive
And on and on and on he goes
Dancing in mansions made of twigs
And castles made of sand
Cause on and on and on he goes
Dancing on the grave
on and on and on he goes of what he thought was still alive
And on and on and on he goes
Dancing in mansions made of twigs
And castles made of sand