I see you, at your window
with wide eyes, looking down at everybody
safe inside, where it's clean
and you let others get your kicks for you
the cage you're in is a safety net of sorts
You see them, out in the world
and you think oh, no that will never be me
you sit there and enjoy the view
because there's a chance you'll become unclean
the cage you've built is a safety net of sorts and we're all out on the stain
living on a stain, I can not complain