Captive Songtext
von Evan Wardell

I guess I′m just a captive now
Not that I'd be living a free life anyhow
I guess it′s pretty sad how it turned out
But what do you expect from a broken back
And a head faced down

Cuz every move has a back seat driver
And every awful job is a lifer
And if you try to speak up theres a man who's there to keep you in line
Yeah we're out of luck
And out of time


What if we could sing all day
Face up to the sun
Whistling life away
Yeah I guess that that would be ok
But all that we can do is work till we′re dead
For a paltry rate

Cuz every move has a back seat driver
And every awful job is a lifer
And if you try to speak up theres a man who′s there to keep you in line
Yeah we're out of luck
And out of time

So you clench your fist
While the rich get fat
And they sit and watch
While you break your back
So who′s the one here who's right to be
Filled with rage at their adversaries
Cuz I′ve seen a blade hanging high above their necks
And if we'd only wake up and finally connect
It would drop