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 line isn´t 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)



Isn´t it strange that the man standing in front of me

doesn´t have a clue why he´s waiting, or what he is waiting for?

Maybe it´s me, but i´m 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