Marks Of A Slave

We're all born defined by our cultures 
Set loose to be caught 
And stripped of our thoughts 
Another possession of monsters 
Worked to the core 
To feel safe and secure in our walls 

I've been 
Bound and silenced by deceivers and liars 
My cut of your profit is minimum wage 
I'll push aside my urge for defiance 
The burns on my arms are the marks of a slave 

I still dig myself up every morning 
Clock my body in 

We're all born defined by our cultures 
Set loose to be caught 
And stripped of our thoughts 
Another possession of monsters 
Worked to the core 
To feel safe and secure in our walls 

Safe and secure in our walls 

I'm serving my sentence but get no release 
I've been chasing paper since my early teens 
My minds set I'll take my chances and leave 
My appetite for life won't [bad word] by greed 

Convinced that you own me 
Locked my mind in my body 
I'm nobodies trophy 
I Know I'm not perfect but I hold my own 

We're all born defined by our cultures 
Set loose to be caught 
And stripped of our thoughts 
Another possession of monsters 
Worked to the core 
To feel safe and secure in our walls 

Clock my body in 

We're all born defined by our cultures 
Set loose to be caught 
And stripped of our thoughts 
Another possession of monsters 
Worked to the core 
To feel safe and secure in our walls 

The burns on my arms are the marks of a slave