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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