Raised in Captivity - John Wetton

I was born in a dark room without a door

A tiny cage with a Black Widow on the floor

And things did not improve as I became a boy

Circumstance would leave a hunger to destroy

Spinning, sinning, losing, winning

Rising, falling, calling…

Ooh, should I be banished to the dark side for all time?

Ooh, am I to blame for what was done to me?

Ooh, is there a reason for just what I came to be?

Ooh, 'cause I was raised in captivity

When the fear had disappeared I found a way

Of getting worse and more detached from every day

So all excuses, alibis and self-defense

Came to nothing in the face of evidence

Spinning, sinning, losing, winning

Rising, falling, calling…

Ooh, should I be banished to the dark side for all time?

Ooh, am I to blame for what was done to me?

Ooh, is there a reason for just what I came to be?

Ooh, 'cause I was raised in captivity

Spinning, sinning, losing, winning

Rising, falling, calling…

Ooh, should I be banished to the dark side for all time?

Ooh, should I be banished to the dark side for all time?

Ooh, am I to blame for what was done to me?

Ooh, is there a reason for just what I came to be?

Ooh, 'cause I was raised in captivity

Spinning, sinning, losing, winning

'Cause I was raised in captivity

Rising, falling, calling…

Ooh, should I be banished to the dark side for all time?

Ooh, am I to blame for what was done to me?

Ooh, is there a reason for just what I came to be?

Rising, falling, calling…

Ooh, 'cause I was raised in captivity

Rising, falling, calling…

'Cause I was raised in captivity