Dance with defiance,
The circus freaks & lions
Are crowded round your cage to permit you
To condescend your dreams,
But they're picking at the seams,
And now it seems like they're going to rip through
The bars of your cage,
Which you constructed in a rage;
Underage liaisons & your vices.
Now you're trapped by the same
Faceless mass with no name,
That took you by the hand in a crisis.
I can stay if you want me to,
And we can have another beer;
But I'm not driven by greed
So I'll stay if you need,
But please keep the exits clear.
See, I'll come if you need me,
But I won't do more than that;
Deceptively needy,
Consistently greedy,
Know your exits or you'll be trapped.
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