isnt it strange
that a gift could be an enemy
isnt it weird
that a priviledge can feel like a chore
maybe its me
but this line isnt going anywhere
maybe if we look hard enough
we can find a backdoor
find yourself a backdoor
i see you in line
dragging your feet
you have my sympathy
the day you born
you were born free
that is your priviledge
isnt it strange
that the man standing in front of me
doesnt have a clue why hes waiting
or what hes waiting for
maybe its me
but im sick of wasting energy
maybe if i look in my heart
i can find a 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
that is your
priviledge
find yourself a back door
i see you in line
dragging your feet
you have my sympathy
the day you were born
you were born free
that is your priviledge
i see you in line
dragging your feet
you have my sympathy
the day you were born you were born free
that is your
that is your
priviledge
