It's like freedom, making some people jealous.
It's like a rope, between you n' your fellows.
It's like a web you're stuck. How could it be so that,
some people don't always know how they feel?
You can talk to somebody you can trust.
When you can lie to that somebody, when you must.
It's like health, respect, because you still got one.
It is the way that I feel I'm not the only one. |
