Free Bird

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.