- cifra
This is not the way it's
Supposed to be
Spend my day in fear of all
It sets me free
I beg your pardon
For what I do and say
I can hold myself to blame
But the sure remains the same
Will success fail me?
Will it make me free?
What they tell me I should want?
Is it what I need?
Hey mom, hey dad
The story went
Round the burning wheels of faith
It pays the rent
Hey sister, hey brother
I had to choose
Choose between the win and lose
But what's the use?
Will success fail me?
Will it make me free?
What they tell me I should want?
Is it what I need?
Come march come april
Come may and june
Let the pounding seconds go
There's nothing I can do
Will success fail me?
Will it make me free?
What they tell me I should want?
Is it what I need?
Is there something I can do?
