Isnīt it strange that a gift could be an enemy?
Isnīt it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore?
Maybe itīs me but this line isnīt going anywhere,
maybe if we looked hard enough, we could 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 privilege. (chorus)
Isnīt it strange that the man standing in front of me
doesnīt have a clue why heīs waiting, or what he is waiting for?
Maybe itīs me, but iīm sick of wasting energy.
Maybe if i look in my heart I could 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 privilege.
(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. *2
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