Recorded April 2008 in London. Written some time in 2006 after a conversation with my friend Erica. Later overhauled and expanded.
lyrics
If you took me from the rat race
would I even last a day out there?
I’d stumble blinking from the labyrinth,
out into the road and under a bus
So before you liberate me, think on this:
I was raised in captivity
and my blackened lungs would choke on the clean air
and jones for the smog and the smoke
When are you going to get over yourself?
Stop letting things chase you like that and spook you
like some lame horror film victim,
stop giving in to the phantoms
But I’ve always been afraid,
scared even to step out my front door
so they took me and carried me bodily,
and I kicked and screamed, scratched and struggled
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