Freedom at 21

(Yeah)

Cut off the bottoms of my feet

Make me walk on salt

Take me down to the police

Charge me with assault

Smile on her face

She does what she wants to me

(That's right)

And she don't care what kind of wounds

She's inflicting on me

She don't care what color bruises that

She's leaving on me

'Cuz she's got freedom in the 21st century

(Alright)

(Listen)

Two black gadgets in her hand

That's all she thinks about

No responsibility, no guilt or morals

Cloud her judgement

Smile on her face

She does what she damn well please

(Right)

And she don't care about the things

People used to do

She don't care that what she does has

An effect on you

She's got freedom in the 21st century

Cut off the bottoms of my feet

(Cut off the bottoms of my feet)

Make me walk on salt

(Make me walk on salt)

Take me to the police

(Take me to the police)