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I'm a boy in a bubble
Safe from a world that momma calls evil
She says she knows what's best for me
And so does my daddy

Trapped in a plastic coccon
It's this sterile womb that keeps me alive
And able to smile though sometimes I'm sad
When all I want to do is go outside and play

Candy fields and sugar trees -- Immune deficiency disease
Windex rain fluorescent sun -- Never touched by anyone
Self-contained in cellophane -- Quarantined yet on display
The TV screen it speaks to me -- It shows me the life I'm missing
Wear my disease on your sleeve -- Mother you're so naive
Can't you see this isn't a life worth living

Don't you find it hard to believe in God
Look what he's done to me

Night and day spent in this cage
Perpetually been disengaged
Can't smell the flowers or your perfume
Can't taste the lips your kiss consumes
My every thought my every dream
Get me out of this goddamn thing
My life's the dark side of the moon
If I had a pin I'd pop this balloon

Candy fields and sugar trees -- Immune deficiency disease
Windex rain fluorescent sun -- Never touched by anyone
I'm a boy in a bubble   Safe from a world that momma calls evil   She says she knows what's best for me   And so does my daddy      Trapped in a plastic coccon   It's this sterile womb that keeps me alive   And able to smile though sometimes I'm sad   When all I want to do is go outside and play      Candy fields and sugar trees -- Immune deficiency disease   Windex rain fluorescent sun -- Never touched by anyone   Self-contained in cellophane -- Quarantined yet on display   The TV screen it speaks to me -- It shows me the life I'm missing   Wear my disease on your sleeve -- Mother you're so naive   Can't you see this isn't a life worth living      Don't you find it hard to believe in God   Look what he's done to me      Night and day spent in this cage   Perpetually been disengaged   Can't smell the flowers or your perfume   Can't taste the lips your kiss consumes   My every thought my every dream   Get me out of this goddamn thing   My life's the dark side of the moon   If I had a pin I'd pop this balloon      Candy fields and sugar trees -- Immune deficiency disease   Windex rain fluorescent sun -- Never touched by anyone
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