You run in circles just to feel alive.
This endless cycle must be broken.
Define a role, place me in it.
As you reflect a dark world.

My life inside your distorted eyes.
Your baseless pride and such damning lies.

You run in circles just to feel alive.
This endless cycle must be broken.
Define a role, place me in it.
As you reflect a dark world.

Differences you won't realize.
Differences you can't compromise.(2x)

This life will fade, don't you know
there's no point in this sad charade,
cash parade that you march in?
You've sold your soul,
go ahead, be on your way. Bow...
...to you gods-party sluts
and heiress whores.

Your rules do not apply,
for am I not just like you.
Party sluts and heiress whores
define your culture
in wich I want no part.

THIS IS MY LIFE!
THIS ARE MY DREAMS!
I WILL NEVER...
LET YOU DEFINE ME!(2x)

By André