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Isn't it strange that a gift could be an enemy?Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore?Maybe it's me but this line isn't going anywhereMaybe if we looked hard enough, we could find a backdoor(Find yourself a backdoor)I see you in line, dragging your feetYou have my sympathyThe day you were born, you were born freeThat is your privilegeIsn't it strange that the man standing in front of meDoesn't have a clue why he is waiting, or what he's waiting for?Maybe it's me, but I'm sick of wasting energyMaybe if I look in my heart I could find a backdoor(Find yourself a backdoor)I see you in line, dragging your feetYou have my sympathyThe day you were born, you were born freeThat is your privilege Aus Songtexte Mania