I'm trapped in a fairy tale with the rules always changing “Eat the fruit, but not the apple given to you may be a witches arranging”
I cannot sleep through the tittering of happy birds and wildlife Tell me, this must be hell, I see through the haze of “adventure” and strife.
There's always some new damsel that only I can save, like me, she's trapped but high in a tower with hair, golden, like a sunny day
Let me out of this world! Let me out of this book! Be careful of wishes, and before you read, look.