We're doing all we can With hands behind our backsStill freedom is all that I demand Well, paint me in the corner And watch me grow claws Where survival's at stake, Watch morals come undone Well jump, jump through your hoopsJump in the fire again, Well I've been through so muchStill feel I'm nowhere Escalation, hostility Is foaming over as we reachThe boiling point, peak breached, When a coup d'tat is unleashed Your minimums, your maximums No fickle, dickle, dickle, daddily dums No trash talk, shake hands and walk away We're doing all we can With hands behind our backsStill freedom is all that I demand A crook I am not, excuse me relax Just give me breathing roomSo I can leave my stamp Well, who's driving this busWell I want off nowCause you are the crook running this scam We're doing all we can With hands behind our backs Still freedom is all that I demand It's one common thought It's one common need It's one in a million But it's one common greed You've opened your eyesDon't know what you've seen It's one in a millionBut they're fighting over greed.
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Written By TRIME, ALEX / JORDAN, SVEN DELGADO / BAUMANN, RENE
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