Rise Against

[Verse 1]
All the way at the bottom of the barrels, we cry out
So ashamed of our tears that we blame only ourselves
That's when they win, they keep us convinced
To lift up our chins, these playing fields are level
"We all have a chance", with that they dismiss
The fast lanes they rode
What it takes just depends on who you know
Or where you came from
Whose daughter are you? Whose fortunate son?
We're told to stick out our thumbs
They feast from the linens while we settle for crumbs
[Hook]
Is this an over-reaching arm?
Or is this compassion?
Is this a handout undeserved
Or a just reparation?
[Verse 2]
All the way from the towers, high above glass ceiling tombs
Tell themselves that they've earned this
By working hard and playing by the rules
But this is only part-true
A dangerous trick played on me and you
And so, like a practical joke
We've pulled on these bootstraps so hard that they broke