A rather seamy side of life
Set to repeat day in and day out
Part of this racquet for money
They say it's a need for living about
Once you take from them, your being is bound
Till one day your insides scream but it won't make a sound
Are you still paying loans on that affordable home?
Are your toddlers pestering you for a smartphone?
Have you upped your dose for that ache in your bones?
Do you still deny that the man you once knew was gone?
A rather dark twisted mind
Dreams to exist outside of time
You're bleeding about your face
Age has caught up to you in this rat race
Taking a little from them has taken a lot out of you
You chose to live a beautiful lie, truths you chose to eschew
So you still show up with an inch of makeup?
Oh, so the crowd still loves the face you put up?
Every time you chose not to speak your being forward
You avoided an admission into the crowd's mental ward.