"I have a cage,

When I'm let out, I run about and sing and dance and sweat and yell, I have so many tales to tell I like to push things to the edge and inch my way along the ledge. I feel like God, I feel like shit,

The paradox, an even split. It's just a job, I always say I should be grateful everyday. Sometimes I think I just can't do it But I persist and I get through it And I console myself each night.

At least my cage is filled with light."

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