You are nothing of what you think you are Manipulated to fit in the mold To confine into an idea of existence The strings are being pulled with precision Let me create, let me embrace I compelled you to give up all hope No matter how hard you try to be yourself This is the path you have chosen Full of ambush and misguiding leadsleads To suit man's greed To oppose nature against dreams No thoughts have been safe in this world You've got nothing to hold on to Handcrafted to become, someone that you are not Build to ignore, your own beliefs Handcrafted to become, the reflection of society We will never retreat Under the influence, we admit to resign To the hatred that ignites in us Reinforce your desire to break free Reveal your true nature To the world that once created you Sometimes to create, one must first destroy Unleash the impulse in your heart What have you become? You are nothing of what you think you are Manipulated to fit in the mold You are now realizing that you are handcrafted