Chains

Wind that fills the sails
But dries the lips
Doing things
That keep you hip
Instant fame is your name
You play that game
In this world, chains
Will always be chains

Same theme
Can't a man scheme
Dreams for a loved one
Four beds on the floor
You didn't buy it
We could level the score
Someone should try it
Your complacent
And flagrant
While I'm suffocating outdoors

Life's fragile as clay
Habits form and stay
You'll have it made
And I'll have to pay
Have to pay
To pay