I don't know how you can find freedom or the feeling of being fine I don't know why I've got the feeling that some choices aren't mine I'd like to tell you that we can all go over the wall But I don't know if we really take decisions, so stay cool I will go through the blast doors I'll never change my way Whatever I do, whatever I say The road will be the same anyway I no longer believe in our leaders They make mistakes every day The worst is that we choose to believe As they lay down the law I know we have no choices, so I plan my way 'Cause no more leaders are gonna tell me what I must choose As Chad Gray already said We don't have a choice anymore anyway Eeny, meeny, miny, moe By the way, I think I will choose your laws If you go down to the street You can only be yourself Whatever happens, whatever you do It is not written on your sheet