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She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of a world that she's left behind
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies
Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest she can figure out
But it was a trick
And the clock struck twelve
Well make sure to build your home brick by boring brick
Or the wolf's gonna blow it down
Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
We'll bury the castle, bury the castle
Woah
Well you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic
If it's not real
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Oh, even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah
Go get your shovel
We'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
We'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
Ba da ba ba da ba ba
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
Ba da ba ba da ba ba
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
Ba da ba ba da ba ba
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
Ba da ba ba da ba ba
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of a world that she's left behind
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies
Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest she can figure out
But it was a trick
And the clock struck twelve
Well make sure to build your home brick by boring brick
Or the wolf's gonna blow it down
Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
We'll bury the castle, bury the castle
Woah
Well you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic
If it's not real
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Oh, even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah
Go get your shovel
We'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
We'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
Ba da ba ba da ba ba
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
Ba da ba ba da ba ba
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
Ba da ba ba da ba ba
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
Ba da ba ba da ba ba
Lyrics submitted by aristuma21, edited by Mellow_Harsher
Track duration: 04:14
"Brick By Boring Brick" as written by Hayley Nichole/farro Williams
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
~she is living in a world that is in her mind (prolly schizo)
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of a world that she's left behind
~shes lost track of real life
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her
~the way she looks at life in general. if she is convinced its one way, thats how
it is in her mind
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies
~she realizes that her dreamland isnt perfect
Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds
~she is off in her own world, but she needs to stabalize herself
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
~she needs to bury this dreamland
So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground
~shes a mess, shes lost somewhere between her dreamland and real life
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest she can figure out
~she fell in love
But it was a trick
And the clock struck twelve
~but since she was out of it, she lost it
Well make sure to build your home brick by boring brick
Or the wolf's gonna blow it down
~she builds a wall seperating herself from real life
Well you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic
~her life wasnt very great and her thoughts made her go crazy. she found peace in her dreamland
If it's not real
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Oh, even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah
~is it real? this is the decision she is forced to make in the end
really, i think shes crazy
Keep your feet on the ground when your head is in the clouds: Girls on so many drugs that her life is completely ditatched fro reality.
A shovel could be something and dig a deep hole is that someone was enabling her. Burying the castle could also mean escaping from life through drugs.
-Well you built up a world of magic,
because your real life is track,
yeah you built up a world of magic - Built up a huge tolereance to drugs. Can't function without them.
The shovel, well big a deep hole, to bury the castle
-Rehab, someone finally helped her because she couldn't help herself.
This is the coolest:
If it's not real
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Oh, even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah
Most importantly, it's about the lense and the exposure and how something so close can seem so distant if the aperature is reversed or how something so distant can seem so close or how something so close can seem even closer...it's all in the angle and curvature of light and how if it never directly shines, it can render you blind! Blah!
hence (but it was a trick and the clock struck twelve well make sure to build your house brick by boring brick) so be sensible.
The lyrics express the victims of Monarch Programming. It was a mind controlling method the illuminati used on people (especially children) who could dissassociate themselves from reality easily.
They would turn their human experiments into slaves by torturing them severely, either psychologically or mentally. The pain would be so incredibly unbearable that the victim would dissociate from the world around them (as a survival mechanism) and soon not know fantasy from reality. Once they were able to be manipulated, the sick bastards would program their minds to believe whatever they are told and they would be unaware of the abuse or that they were being manipulated. They would set a trigger for the slave to react and obey them when they pleased.