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