Text: Timmy Curran. Citsuca. Horses On The Range.

I've been sitting around for way to long
and the world is looking like it's getting smaller by the minute
I am bound
up in chains
and I just have to say

Let me run like the horses on the range
and I promise you I'll never
ever complain

Let me run from
all these years of wasted space
and I promise you I'll never
ever change

These chains that are holding me
make it so hard for me to breath
the air
that most of us do not see
I'll speak for all
comfined by these walls
which has held
us to
a humiliating crawl
there ain't no doubt
once I get out

I'm gonna run like the horses on the range
and I promise you I'll never
ever complain

Let me run from
all these years of wasted space
and I promise you I'll never
ever change

(Thanks to Erik for these lyrics)