privilege Songtext / Lyric

Isn't it strange that a gift could be an enemy?
Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore?
Maybe it's me, but this life isn't going anywhere
Maybe if we looked hard enough we could find a back-door
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 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 can find a back-door
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
That is your ... privilege
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 privilege
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