Slaves

Slaves

Take a load off me, let me be free

Can’t take this ceiling or all these walls anymore

Praise your majesty, he breeds catastrophe

No. pure lies don’t make a man divine

Not in my time

I wanna work the land, feel the earth in my hand

You know that living shouldn’t cost a thing

But that’s what’s happening

Tied to a rope that keeps getting shorter

There ain’t nothing I can do

I know that I’m a slave

Time has crossed sand and I’ve become a man.

But a boy tells me how I stand.

Do you understand??

Man, I’d love to leave but there’s no place to be

Where it’s just her and me completely, eternally

Tied to a road that keeps getting longer

As slaves go, the worst kind

Doesn’t know that he’s a slave

To a world that keeps getting darker

Don’t deny this mess we’ve made

That’s why we’re all slaves

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