push the system

guy on the subway
 shakes the silence into sound
 and the music I have found
 changes subway halls to song
 lift up my heavy heart that wanders
 lift up my heavy heart that wanders
 strumming chords
 on circular commuting
 "gotta be a star"
 yep gotta be a star
 but it's so far underground
 push the system out of me
 shake the system out of me
 those guys in those bars are still jerks
 still looking at her skirt
 instead of looking at her worth
 it's a shame time's
 so easy to waste
 look a little closer
 I'll give you a taste
 of open honest loving
 easier than living
 in the maze that pain
 mapped out for you
 it's about space
 it's about time
 it's about giving him a quarter
 then her a dime
 just cuz I was born
 into this system
 doesn't mean I live it
 just cuz I was born here
 doesn't mean I am it
 where they draw all their lines
 don't take it as the limit
 America is spoiled
 clean it up or swim in it
 it's all the timing
 reality is blinding
 I can't even face the place
 they try to buy me
 women are a window
 see beyond reflection
 listen to the asking
 ask for better listening
 still looking for my mother
 calling on my sister
 rode all the way uptown
 just because I missed her
 all my parents taught me
 now I see it's not me
 but looking at my history
 is the only way to find me
 I'm sick of race
 determining our wage
 America I feel
 your capitalistic cage
 keep the people down
 fill their heads with fear
 keep the people down
 infest their heads with fear
 then offer them a cruth
 and charge them way too much