How am I supposed to survive

If I don't know what's wrong and what's right?

How am I supposed to know freedom

If I don't know I'm living inside?

'Cause you've got the nail to my yoke

My only chance to know what is what

'Cause you've got the nail to my own

An object I can't even control

Set me free

Pull the nail out with your teeth

Set me free

Don't leave me wasted

Slave hits the call

And every neck is turned to gray

Silence turns to thought

And the words make sense in their own way

But tradition is a slave to its owner

And I won't let nobody take it over

No, I won't let nobody take it over

And on my own life I won't turn a shoulder

To the fissures that keep us divided

Can't hold on the quiet

Can't keep me away

Set me free

Pull the nail out with your teeth

Set me free

Don't leave me wasted

Set me free

Pull the nail out with your teeth

Set me free