Born and raised
Born and raised
Born and raised in Babylon
Can't adjust, Can't break away
Can't adjust, Can't break away
Can't adjust, Can't break away
My soul was sold before I even touched down
I tracked down some pieces, the rest is nowhere to be found
I might waste my time, I might skate on thin ice
But all I can think of is to kill this compromise
Born and raised
Born and raised
Born and raised in Babylon
Can't adjust, Can't break away
Can't adjust, Can't break away
Can't adjust, Can't break away