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I'm straight in line
Like a machine
Down numb's parade
Now I have to be... like you
Strictly deprived
Of will, liberty
I think about all the freedom of choice
In all this cr*p that we call democracy
Captive throught your bind
Engaged forced to "fight"
Chained by your sense
Why? Can't you see?
I have my life
My own war my moral dignity
And this ain't the right place for me, to be
Here I'm now so brave
A servant a maid
Blinded, castrate
Manhood outraged... like you
Deep I feel so abased
And I think all about the prank
That is gonna face the same
Free will, choice could find
Right soldiers for this "fight"
Chained by your sense
Why? Can't you see?
I have my life
My own war my moral dignity
Like you
Call me slacker call me scum
But don't love a gun... like you
Chained by your sense
Why? Can't you see?
I have my life
My own war my moral dignity
I don't wanna be... like you