Well I've fed out of your hands
Now you want me to beg
I don't get what you're doing
Or the motives that turn yourself
Inside out
Stricken by your way
You are the downpressor
I'm letting you go
Revival of the eyes
I see you much clearer
I'm letting you go
If I looked through your mirror
Would it show me what you see
It is my understanding
That you rape all identities
You know / my eyes your lies
Hear the outcry
Stricken by your way
You are the downpressor
I'm letting you go
Revival of the eyes
I see you much clearer
I'm letting you go
Power is abused and obsessive
That is used to manipulate the weak
Weakness comes from constant
Lack of believing
Which has filtered through
Your consciousness
You have to believe
Well I've fed out of your hands
Now you want me to beg
I don't get what you're doing
Or the motives that turn yourself
Inside out
Stricken by your way
You are the downpressor
I'm letting you go
Revival of the eyes
I see you much clearer
I'm letting you go
Down!
Downpressor!