Birthright

"Get back up, what are you waiting for this time? "

I'm over playing with this plight

But I'm still handcuffed, ball-gagged, facedown to the

floor

And I'm waiting while I'm hating what I'm waiting for

It's time to take ahold of what belongs to me

It's time to walk away with no apologies

These voices in the mirror start quietly

And now they're screaming back at me

Don't back down

Holding on until my hands and mind are bleeding

This is my birthright

I'm so sick of feeling like I'm helpless

This is over tonight

Don't back up, your ass is to the wall again and

Aren't you sick of wasting so much time?

And yes it's true you're a fool if you think you were

born

To be waiting while you're hating what you're waiting

for

How could have I been so earthbound

with my heart in the depths and my face in the ground?

it's time to uproot myself and move on

How could have I been making sound

When my mouth and my lungs had both fused to the

ground?

it's time to uproot myself and move on

The voices in my head have all begun to sing

(the voices in your head have all begun to sing)

and they sure as hell hope I am listening

(I sure as hell hope you are listening)