I'm losing track of my convictions again
We had this youth within ourselves, we let evaporate
I'm losing track of my convictions again
We had this youth within ourselves
I'll rise from my ashes and sins
Wild oats in a field of choices
No strings attached whatsoever
When tough times come, we all feel guilty
And we compare our institutions
No strings attached whatsoever
It's a strange affair, systemic treason
And we don't change our institutions
I'm losing track of my convictions again
We had this youth within ourselves
I'll rise from my ashes and sins
Wild oats in a field of choices
Against the grain...
Demonize me, but I am free
My basic instincts are straining me
They try to put me in a cage... but I'm vaporous
All the rules we give ourselves
Preconceived establishment
I can't believe, they killed the thrill
We're so reckless
Our faith has been sealed for ages, we lie in pain
Why are we so respectful
We're standing still in the dark, for way too long
No strings attached
I'm losing track
No strings attached whatsoever
When tough times come, we all feel guilty
And we compare our institutions
No strings attached whatsoever
It's a strange affair, systemic treason
And we don't change our institutions
No strings attached whatsoever
It's a strange affair, systemic treason
No strings attached whatsoever
No strings attached