are we living in cages/ like we work on plantations?/
im shakin with rage/ like I've just been enslaved/
but my dues have been paid, how come I'm not gettin paid?/
is it the way that I've played ut my life to this day?/
or is the reason predetermined? Theres no reason to stay/
around in this country or even this Earth/
ive been searchin for some answers since the day of my birth/
is this fate, are we curse?/
At this rate it looks like sometime soon the bubble might burst/
the problem wont get better it will only get worse/
the search for something clever is whats makin me thirst/
its whats makin me think/ what keeps my eyes open, except for a blink/
otherwise I'd be close minded and my vision would shrink/
but without imagination, then were on the brink/
of breakin up the chain of life as the weakest link/
see through the mirage and not takin a drink/
im shaking cause salvation is reaching a kink/