They say the best things in life are free. Well that must mean, that ultimately.
I am free.
And its not just me.
Its me, and the next guy,
And the girl he looks in the eye.
Even that nerdy guy in the back with a tie.
Its all of us.
But all this commotion is causing a fuss.
And we've forgotten what we are.
What we had to fight for, to prove it we have the scar.
Some people have to take a step back and look to realize, and that's okay.
We started from nothing, but have come a long way.
But at the end of the day, were losing our say.
To plant our feet and take a stand,
You can give a boy a gun but can't make him a man.
All these battles and wars I'm not truly a fan.
But I'll stand for what I believe in, to say I wasn't the one that ran.
We could bind together and fight our oppressor , who have knives and suppressors.
But I don't want to watch the population drop.
When will it stop? Not til their on top calling the shots.
Were blind to this awareness, and forgetful of fairness.
Its tearing us apart.
Freedom isn't a god given right. Its an art.
And we all play our part.
Divided we fall, united we stand. Let them know these are our demands.
Freedom for all, or not at all.