Every day nothing seems to change
All I do is the same damn thing.
From morning to night
I never seem to take flight
Wanting to feel free just to get by.
My wings are clipped, beaten, and bruised
Burning every bit of hope that remains.
Where are my shackles
The whips and the chains
Are they invisible or on back order?
I'm sick of being ignored by the higher power,
Tired of being thrown under the bus
My mind is starting to go sour
They are killing who I am and have lost my trust.
My soul has gone to waste
My heart has grown cold
I am the walking dead of life
All because I could not stand up and rise.
Fuck the man and their evil antics
Screw what the news has to say
Forget all of the tyranny, the control, and the oppression
It's all a lie just so he can get his damn way!
Where are my fellow birds who want to be free?
Why can't we join wings and make our natural born rights be?
Life is meant to be lived, enjoyed, and savored
Not wasted on selling our souls to the devil.
No longer will I appease the corrupt government
No longer will I shed my tears
Its time to stand up, spread my wings, and fly
So I can finally live my life
And be free the way I have always wanted to be.