Born In The Woods - HeadHunter

Born in the woods, where breeding is a foe

Where one on one is a hard row to hoe

The only way out is a job payed really well

Where you don’t have to think

But give people hell

Get everything told, no decision’s up to you

Without instructions you’d never know what to do

Hidin' yourself in the uniform that you wear

It’s so paradox, you’re the one we should dare

How can you tell me

What is wrong or right?

With the tools that you wield

You will die in the field

It is your lifestyle

That you all shall yield

Don’t play the strong

If it’s freedom you long

Now is the time

That you must move on

The clothes you wear

Hide the weakness of your soul

No comprehension no liberty at all

The same mistake, we should learn from history

The uniform can’t replace your personality

How can you tell me

What is wrong or right?

With the tools that you wield

You will die in the field

It is your lifestyle

That you all shall yield

Don’t play the strong

If it’s freedom you long

Now is the time

That you must move on

With the tools that you wield

You will die in the field

It is your lifestyle

That you all shall yield

Don’t play the strong

If it’s freedom you long

Now is the time

That you must move on

With the tools that you wield

You will die in the field

It is your lifestyle

That you all shall yield

Don’t play the strong

If it’s freedom you long

Now is the time

That you must move on