18, you think you're free To be what you wanna be Have a job or 2 or 3, you'll say you're sorry Don't try to run or fight Ask how or when or why Who cares what's wrong or right? It's money that matters
Each day just like the next We struggle on and on In nightmares but we're still marching Handcuffed to life again Don't try, they'll only push you down What opportunity? You've got what you wanted now
How long till I'm my own? Independence doesn't start when you leave home
Locked in, can't get out Your cube is your new home 4 walls, no windows, no doors Handcuffed to life again Don't try, they'll only push you down What opportunity? You've got what you wanted now!
