Like when i was at school I had to seem a good polite boy And i had to do what they wanted me to, Now i am out but the rules did not change It's the same old story It's the same old fuckin'rotten game. Fake smiles, they're always fine There's nothing different From carry's truman show I'm fed up looking at you Knowing all your deceits. Rit. Run run away Don't try to make me stay I decided to change and now I'm gonna play my game Leave this place I'm going to try and try Fighting against your lies Till my dreams come true. You know what i am doing I suppose you could refuse it But i'll never accept your lies To try to make me seem A new enemy of the correct nations A new warning to give to children Of the person they're not supposed to be Cause they have to grow up as robots Or at best never grow up I'm fed up looking at you Knowing all your deceits. We want to open with this melody To ask you to think and Fight for your freedom We would appreciate to see at our gigs People who care about their lives We can make a change if you stand up and Reach a decision.