The Matador & The Acrobat

Let me introduce you to the voice inside my head
He's a matador dressed head to toe in red
While he lives his life by the skin of his teeth,
I'm just an acrobat trying to land on my two feet.

He asked me if I'm tired of tipping toes on tight rope wires
Treading the lion's den and barely making rent
We could go anywhere, we could be anything
Don't you wish that you were more than just a puppet on a string.

He said you're just another animal tied up to a leash
Just a circus freak looking for a place to be
So let's cut those strings, suspending your trapeze
Take a leap of faith and land on your two feet.