Is my life a curtain call
Or a cane that yearns to yank me off
Am I worthy of applause
Tomato shades parade my jaw

I'm afraid this game we play
Will kill me if I leave its ways
Curtains crafted to create
A veil between the bite and bait

I have sat in many planes
Observed the way they are arranged
If you get to heaven’s gate
Don’t expect to pay your way

Castles near and dear to kings
Will not survive what fire brings
I know I'm young but not naive
The kings will survive everything

I'm afraid this game we play
Will kill me even if I stay
Play this game for paper’s sake
Just to have my name erased

You’re not the savior
I have paid for
Wronged my wallet
Just to know more

Paid for language
And the wages
Are the same
As who are frameless