One False Move Lyrics

Is a nest still a nest, when the nest is built from thorns?
Its a nest, nontheless, if it protects a young creature from the
dangers of strangers, starvation and the cold.
It may keep you warm, it may keep you safe.
But what good is safe? What good is safe when there's no escape?

This nest was shared under the premise of "care".
One false move and your cut, so you fear.
It may keep you warm, it may keep you safe.
But what good is safe? What good is safe when there's no escape?

One day she'll find a way to escape from the thorns that keep her
prisoner inside.
But a nest built from thorns is all she knows,
and thorns will be the walls of her new home.