Isn t it strange that a gift could be an enemy? Isn t it wierd that a privilege coule feel like a chore? Maybe it s me but this line isn t going anywhere
maybe if we looked hard enough
we could find a backdoor.
(Find yourself a backdoor.) I see you in a line
dragging you feet you have my sympathy.
The day you were born
you were born free.
That is your privilege.
Isn t it strange that the man standing in front of me doesn t have a clue why he s waiting
or what he s waiting for? Maybe it s me
but I m sick of wasting energy.
Maybe if I look in my heart I could find that backdoor.
(Find yourself a backdoor.) I see you in line
dragging your feet you have my sympathy.
The day you were born
you were born free.
That is your privilege.
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