Born in the trash its the pain that I feel You men with power cant you see that Im real You call yourself civilized treat me like a slave It feels like I carry my own cross to the grave You leave me no chance to live my own life You force me to live my life by the knife And up there you sit youve locked up your doors Chossin my fate in the name of the law Im alive but Im not free I might as well be dead Life in the trash beyond all compare Life in the trash hopes not enough for me You fight wars with words and act so polite But sill you decide what is good and right But dont you forget that time conquers all Usurers die and empires fall Im alive but Im not free I might as well be dead Life in the trash its filthy ant mean Life in the trash only the strong survive.
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