Pdtotg
There's a lion in a cage right now
Unphased by the chains from the mane to the snout
And the trainer tryna tame her ain't proud of his
Day to day enslaved by a self made power
So they clown on the stage for a crowd who just
Paid their employer while their wages aren't sound
Well this prowler and her ace are 'bout to wil
Their containment is fowl break the fuck out
She pulls the ringleader's face from its skull and
Replaces his screams with the taste of her paws while the
Jaws drop in the audience big top shocked
It's a race to escape or be mauled
The trainer plays like he didn't unlock her as he
Bathes in the pain of the maimed and appalled
He draws that nine from it's case in resolve then
Paints that stage with his brains and his faults
Please don't tap on glass
Yeah, and don't feed 'em leave that to the staff
Please don't tap on the glass
Rattle a cage, a cage rattle back
There's an ape in a man made hole
This moment swingin' freely from a plastic rope
And the trees in his habitat planted for his
Happiness breath of his ancestor's homes
So he hangs from a branch onto hope that his
Dreams of a natural landscape are close and he
Plays monkey games on jungle gyms
Or sits passively masses behold
And he sees young grandpop, spoilin' the tots
And he sees a drunk nanny all annoyed with her job
And he sees two classmates forming a plot while their
Chaperone watches from the corner, exhausted
And he seethes dreamin' of a kingdom to come
Sleep time now so they leave him alone
But the keys to his cage are in reach
Now he sees an escape and a route break the fuck out
He emerges determined to bail from his
Personal cell a merciful hell sets
Course from his former luxurious jail house
Curious now for a world he can almost smell
But there at the edge of the park
He stares through the threshold, daring and dark
Too tame to survive, too scared to depart
He returns to his home he barely embarked
Please don't tap on glass
Yeah, and don't feed 'em leave that to the staff
Please don't tap on the glass
Rattle a cage, a cage rattle back
Unphased by the chains from the mane to the snout
And the trainer tryna tame her ain't proud of his
Day to day enslaved by a self made power
So they clown on the stage for a crowd who just
Paid their employer while their wages aren't sound
Well this prowler and her ace are 'bout to wil
Their containment is fowl break the fuck out
She pulls the ringleader's face from its skull and
Replaces his screams with the taste of her paws while the
Jaws drop in the audience big top shocked
It's a race to escape or be mauled
The trainer plays like he didn't unlock her as he
Bathes in the pain of the maimed and appalled
He draws that nine from it's case in resolve then
Paints that stage with his brains and his faults
Please don't tap on glass
Yeah, and don't feed 'em leave that to the staff
Please don't tap on the glass
Rattle a cage, a cage rattle back
There's an ape in a man made hole
This moment swingin' freely from a plastic rope
And the trees in his habitat planted for his
Happiness breath of his ancestor's homes
So he hangs from a branch onto hope that his
Dreams of a natural landscape are close and he
Plays monkey games on jungle gyms
Or sits passively masses behold
And he sees young grandpop, spoilin' the tots
And he sees a drunk nanny all annoyed with her job
And he sees two classmates forming a plot while their
Chaperone watches from the corner, exhausted
And he seethes dreamin' of a kingdom to come
Sleep time now so they leave him alone
But the keys to his cage are in reach
Now he sees an escape and a route break the fuck out
He emerges determined to bail from his
Personal cell a merciful hell sets
Course from his former luxurious jail house
Curious now for a world he can almost smell
But there at the edge of the park
He stares through the threshold, daring and dark
Too tame to survive, too scared to depart
He returns to his home he barely embarked
Please don't tap on glass
Yeah, and don't feed 'em leave that to the staff
Please don't tap on the glass
Rattle a cage, a cage rattle back
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Writer(s): Patrick Childers
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