You're erased and shaped to fit In this world of lies A tool that is used in their machinery Unable to speak or think Your world is dead Synchronized movements Controlled by on self-proclaimed leader Gradually you became A human breathing machine They're trying to change Your physical appearance Erasing your personal tracks And your way of moving Change your personality To control your way Of responding to situations You're a slave under their routines You're a**amblished by them Carved out and cleansed of Human mind and soul I won't fit in this world A world of suppressed feelings I will strike back Not controlled by one I am not the unborn baby Crying in my mothers womb Free to fit in any system My sense of feelings until I die I'm not forced To live in the pale The f**ing grey vastness They're trying to change Your physical appearance Erasing your personal tracks And your way of moving Change your personality To control your way Of responding to situations You're a slave under their routines You're a**amblished by them Carved out and cleansed of Human mind and soul I'm not forced To live in the pale grey vastness They're trying to change Your physical appearance Erasing your personal tracks And your way of moving Change your personality To control your way Of responding to situations