Out of Here

I've been quietly docile for as long as I've known I am a sleepy lord of my own comfort zone Here I've avoided all kinds of terrors I've skilfully sidestepped all life's little tremors I turn a blind eye to impulse and dare Every step taken was rehearsed and prepared I know the terrain, the highs and the lows I have crept to the outskirts to watch others grow Someone get me Someone get me out Someone get me out of here Patterns emerged and habits were formed Circles were walked in and I became bored I began to suspect that I'd been deceived That I'd been robbed, and that I was the thief Someone get me Someone get me out Someone get me out of here What I built as a haven, a place of escape Turned into a fortress, a prison, a cave And this glorious palace, where I couldn't fail Is now an airless cocoon that I've overstayed Someone get me Someone get me out Someone get me out of here