incubus
privilege
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.