Where the fuck's my freedom?
Uncle Sam says not today.
That's the
Couldn't get in the show
Hangin' out in the street
We had
To them we're paper, numbers in a profit margin. We
Does she walk? does she talk? does she come complete?
My
Chelsea baby let's run away
to some third world country
exploit the
Every day the brainwash trend, repeating the words put into
I was raised in a trailer
Always told that I was
Johnny's pissed of at the institute of social oppression
he's had
Hey...Disobey
I'm not gonna listen to what you say
I won't listen
Everyday i listened to you and nothing's ever good enough
you're
One day I decided to pray
I kneeled down & looked
Theres something deep inside you cant see
or touch and they
i'm a rat in a maze
i'm headed in the wrong
It was never easy growing up with you
your words &
We're all here we're all the same
fighting each other nothing's
Can't you see, you're not free
you ain't never gonna be
I'm
Hate is what I feel for you
You're always telling me
I never do what I'm told!
I'm a fucking time bomb
You can close you eyes and pretend that everything's fine
but