Wickedland (Interlude)

In a world filled with too much noise

Was a boy who roamed a Wickedland

He was an odd one, but he had a plan

Nobody could tell him a thing

They don't know what he thinks

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Bass shakes the ceiling

He finds the outside unappealing

Who could save the boy but himself

Who could chain the boy but himself

He saw the world as what it was

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