He says he looks in the mirror
And he can't tell anymore
Who he really is and who they believe him to be
He says he walks a thin line
Between what is and what could be
And he's getting closer to something he can't understand

But there's a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder, there was nothing there
Now it's a long way down

It's a long way down

On and on and on he goes dancing on the grave
Of what he thought was still alive
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 fairytales
He's trapped inside a dungeon of dolls with smiles on their faces
He's built a pretty cage
It shows on a beautiful stage
With candy-coated prison bars and chains that look like jewellery

'Cause there's a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder, there was nothing there
Now it's a long way down

On and on and on he goes dancing on the grave
Of what he thought was still alive
On and on and on he goes, dancing in mansions made of twigs
And castles made of sand

On and on and on and on he goes, on and on
On and on and on and on he goes, on and on

'Cause he lives inside of fairytales and castles now
And there's room inside for false expectations and illusions

'Cause there's a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder, there was nothing there
Now it's a long way down

It's a long way down

On and on and on he goes dancing on the grave
Of what he thought was still alive
On and on and on he goes, dancing in mansions made of twigs
And castles made of sand

On and on and on and on he goes, on and on
On and on and on and on he goes, on and on