Get in the back and we'll leave place
Across the border, away from this town
You'll have a new life, where freedom is found
Don't pay us back, no the debt is yours
Now take off your clothes and do what I say
I'll get what I want for the money I've paid

Thirteen, abused, lost, and alone
Illegally torn away from her home
...a slave in the land of the free
Who are the real evils?

Working three jobs just to pay the rent
Take a three-hour nap, it's all you get to relax
But it never stops spinning 'round your head
Forget yourself, just try to keep the kids fed

Day in, day out, they keeps the wheels turning
Don't they deserve just a little more?
...slaves in the land of the free
Who are the real evils?

We are.
We are.
We are the real evils.

© 2008 Disarmed