Apr 22, 2007 15:27
You need something soon, a trick to placate
Say it's pantomime, tell them you're a fake
Because you're their idol, they're your devout
Caged and displayed until your nuance runs out
Can you keep up the dance they command of you?
Does your song reach out and touch?
How will they know they demanded too much?
Until you break down and you lose their respect
And you aren't tired enough to try that yet
Appease them and try to keep safe
And inside you can just push them away
For just one more day you'll be fine
You'll be fine.
For just long enough to say
This is what I wanted anyway