You don't decide What's wrong, what's right You can't define what's good, what's not You have to hide all your feelings Having opinions can be your worst enemy You will respond without asking You will perform like all of them You will behave as predicted Being a rebel, and it's the purgatory What about your ego How did it end up so low You have been robotized It's what you eat, it's what you wear Look around you, it's everywhere In every action, in every move A vague impression, having the right to choose What about your ego How did it end up so low Like a seed, it will grow In your head, it will glow You have been robotized You wear the freedom while a child is working You taste a kingdom while the trees are falling Loud voice and clear messages The demons are so creative There is a little matrix in everyone
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