18, you think you're free
To be what you wanna be
Have a job or 2 or 3, you'll say you're sorry
Don't try to run or fight
Ask how or when or why
Who cares what's wrong or right?
It's money that matters

Each day just like the next
We struggle on and on
In nightmares but we're still marching
Handcuffed to life again
Don't try, they'll only push you down
What opportunity?
You've got what you wanted now

How long till I'm my own?
Independence doesn't start when you leave home

Locked in, can't get out
Your cube is your new home
4 walls, no windows, no doors
Handcuffed to life again
Don't try, they'll only push you down
What opportunity?
You've got what you wanted now!