Be My Own Man

She took my time Clipped my wings So I couldn't fly Made damn sure I Wouldn't get too high There was something Callin me in the sky Questioned my decisions Picked apart my vision Pokin holes in all my plans Swallowed my ambition Waiting on permission Couldn't play the game from the stands Had to be my own man Clear my mind Roll the windows down I was running for mayor in a nowhere town Same damn thing Every single day Where there ain't to do but stay Wrapped in indecision Waiting on permission Life will leave you right where you stand Doin too much thinking No substitute for living Might as well play my hand Gotta be my own man Building my own coffin Trying to fit in boxes Building my own coffin Trying to fit in boxes Building my own coffin Trying to fit in boxes Tears in my eyes when I decided to leave It hurt so bad to set myself free No ones gonna hold your hand And walk you to the promise land Gotta be your own man Had to be my own man Building my own coffin Trying to fit in of boxes Building my own coffin Trying to fit in of boxes