My vision is so denouncer
that they enter in me as a metal wall
for them i'm only a viction in the crowd
interfering by changing the rules
all those people who decide for us
proud of their attitude
it's a communication without sence
i saw the rules... on the wall... in the crowd
stronger than me
i can't help my self
society makes me so weak
so weak, so unstable
honnest desire to understand
uncomprehending things
to fulfill my dreams i must neglect
all the values of life
under the sea... over the bridge
speculations unclear
frequency of theirs... untouchable
manipulating us
true rules... on the wall
true rules on the wall
responses speak
into the strangers casualness
i am convulsive and breathless
this is another frequency
where i can't be