Life inside the music box ain't easy.
The malots hit the gears are always turning,
And everyone inside the mechonism is yearning, to get out.
And sing another melody completely,
So different from the one they're always singing.
I close my eyes and think that I have found me,
But then I feel more talenty surround me,
I want to sing another melody
So different from the one I always sing,
But when I do the dishes
I run the water very very very hot.
And then I fill the sink to the top with bubbles of soap,
And then I set all the bottle caps I own afloat
And it's the greatest voyage in the history of plastic
And then I slip my hands in and start to make waves.
And then I dip my tongue in and take a taste,
It tastes like soap but it doesn't taste like soap,
And then I lower in my whole mouth and take a gulp
And start to feel mortality surround me,
I close my eyes and think that I have found me,
But life inside the music box ain't easy,
The malots hit the gears are always turning,
And every one inside the mechanism is yearning to get out
And sing another melody completely
Is yearning to get out
Is yearning to get out
Is yearning to get out
Writer(s): Regina Spektor
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