They've got papers with your name on
They've planed your life
They've dreamed instead of you
They've dreamed about your nightmare
They've got a strangle hold on you
You've tried to get out but you will never do
Still the more you try the more they're get to smile
And one thing that comes to mind is
Time
Everybody, kill your passion
Everybody, erase this song
They've got papers with your name on
They've planed your life
If I'm right, they're gonna pay, someday, for their wrong
Soon the bill will come down due
And we will be free from all the bitter feelings
Feel it man
Freedom of suppression
Ostracized
Sterilised
Heart and soul out of control
They'd got a strangle hold on you
Now that they're gone you don't feel so blue
The more you fly the more you get to smile
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