Hunted Like Thieves - On the Edge of Giving In

Origins

I'm lucky to know I come from a place
That gives me the chance
To sculpt my future with my own two hands

I'm not the emperor
Never want to be the king
But the master of my own destiny
Not always free to choose
Sometimes destined to lose
But the "worse" that I know is the "better"
For many which had no start at the front row

I see so many folded hands
Seeking comfort within walls
Victims of their circumstances
Paralyzed by convenience
Taking their privilege as an entitlement
Though it's just a plain coincidence

And you wonder why our cities burn
Cities burn
Cities burn
While you gently close your eyes

Credits
Writer(s): Christian Eckerlein, Kristian Braendle, Pascal Waelchli, Frank Naef, Manthos Takidis, Reto Egli
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