Sitting on a Hill (Waiting for the Sun)

When I was young man
I was drawn into the dirt
I could never show it
All my really pain


I began to lose control
Forever indebt to my fucked dependence
Many times I've been alone
Sitting on a hill waiting for the sun


Many time I've been
Waiting for the moment to be free
Many time I've been


Waiting to, waiting to, waiting to...
To be free

Gotta find a way, gotta find a way
I'm buried up to my neck
What can I do, what can I say
I'm on fire, I'm gonna crack

I can't stay alive, temperature is rising
I can't survive without a pricked
I'm at your command, your fucking trafficker
How much money you won in my back ? Motherfucker!!!