They’ve got the handle and I’ve just got the blade
I’ll be holding on, I will not be afraid
Talking about my freedom and the price I had to pay
I did not get it today, I got it kept on layaway
It’s not easy being me, no, it’s not easy being me
When I want to be, where I want to be
Why I want to be, what I want to be
Some will come like a thief in the night
Trying to find salvation and light
But what’s in the darkness must come to light
Don’t blame it on me, who got eyes to see will see
The race is not for the swift
But for who can exist under the system
~ The Itals
