All the little snares that come along
Any one of which can trip or trap
Little weak points inside of you
Can dictate your feelings, your predjudices,
Your behavior!
Your inclination to bully meets up
With a situation of little resistance
Points of insensitivity, vacuums of awareness
They’re looking for opportunities to sneak
Past your guard and get out
This of course will blow your freedom
But maybe, now
That’s what you want
The clamp you’re in
The brace, the cast, the rut
Maybe it’s embracing
Sure feels like a Lazy Boy, kicked back