Window Seat

WINDOW SEAT....presidio

You're packed and ready and you've decided to fly
So they book you a seat right next to the window
You discreetly stare out of the window
You have the symptoms of a talented boy
How strange it must feel to awake in the morning
To threats and to warnings

How you're so easily recognized by the media
I'll never know
Did they see through your disguise just like I did
Its starting to show

You have the drama of an underworld spy
Your daily dose keeps getting stronger
The nights keep getting longer
You keep the clues taped under your tongue
Your daddy's thrills keep getting bigger
As he teases and toys with the trigger

There's demon in his eyes
He's tried suicide 200 times
I can't sympathize with you now, I'm busy
Maybe some other time

You have the distance of a rich little boy
Not likely to know when you've been taken
Abused or forsaken
So keep the laugh track under your thumb
You'll never know when you'll have to use it
You'll be crying if you lose it

You prevail, then crystalize
I apologize, I, I never knew
I never saw it in your eyes that the demon
Was already in you


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