You don't decide What's wrong, what's right You can't define what's good, what's not You have to hide all your feelings Having opinions can be your worst enemy
You will respond without asking You will perform like all of them You will behave as predicted Being a rebel, and it's the purgatory
What about your ego How did it end up so low You have been robotized
It's what you eat, it's what you wear Look around you, it's everywhere In every action, in every move A vague impression, having the right to choose
What about your ego How did it end up so low Like a seed, it will grow In your head, it will glow You have been robotized
You wear the freedom while a child is working You taste a kingdom while the trees are falling Loud voice and clear messages The demons are so creative
There is a little matrix in everyoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
