Resistance comes at a price
The much I am not left with.
And destiny is just another device
To hide crooked truths lie beneath!
What a useless disturbia, give away and run.
Great news, some asphyxiated me.
Thank you, that is very nice!
Life lies in a just, and not what I chose to be.
Waking up the thought police once, may be twice!
Tear it down, scream, kill the prayers and run.
Then, Lord knows if I had given away,
But I must run, therefore I run.
