Incubus - Privilege lyrics

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 anywhere
Maybe if we looked hard enough
We could find a backdoor

Find yourself a backdoor

I see you in line, dragging your feet
You have my sympathy
The day you were born, you were born free
That is your privilege

Isn't it strange that the man
Standing in front of me
Doesn't have a clue why he is waiting
Or what he's waiting for?
Maybe it's me, but I'm sick of wasting energy
Maybe if I look in my heart
I could find a backdoor

Find yourself a backdoor

I see you in line, dragging your feet
You have my sympathy
The day you were born, you were born free
That is your, that is your (privilege)

Find yourself a backdoor

I see you in line, dragging your feet
You have my sympathy
The day you were born, you were born free
That is your privilege
I see you in line, dragging your feet
You have my sympathy
The day you were born, you were born free
That is your, that is your (privilege)

That is your that is your
That is your