Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Privilege

Below is a song by Incubus. What do you make out the song to be? Support it by referencing to the lyrics. The audio is playing on the iPod at the right. If you are distracted by the 'moving' images , just choose the next track (it contains no images).

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. (chorus)

Isn't it strange that the man standing in front of me
doesn't have a clue why he's waiting, or what he is 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. *2

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