Who the [bad word] do you think I am?
Like being a ball getting tossed
I guess you'll never understand
I use your shove to move me
Do you really think I can't stand
The pressure you're exerting
In me
There's something that you cannot own

I am a number never seen
Alien to your calculations
You denied my existence
Now realize your mistake
Rage is the drive that makes me act
Try to embarrass me
You won't succeed in breaking me

No angels here to save my soul
It is on me to fill this hole
That you left inside of me

I swallowed just to spit it back
There is a light behind all black
I can change my destiny

You got the skills to manipulate
Just a matter of statistics
Your actions are sold as fate
Fear is your tool for control
These cynical lines to obey
“Bury your privileges”
While your servants kill in Gucci suits

There is no place left to hide
Nowhere I could go
Infiltrate all fields of life
Your grin is everywhere
Deny the room for my free thoughts
mental occupation
You're demanding everything

hunch [bad word] a certainty
My past life wasn't what it seemed
Now you lose control of me

No deceptions blind my eyes
It doesn't hurt to cut these ties
That you made for taming me

I won't break

»The connections between human beings are cut
Lost under a plastic surface of artificial reality
All you are is a number, a bottom feeder
You’re the weakest link of the chain
You're not human«

Do you really believe that
This should be everything?
Do you really believe that?
Should this be everything?

I found the deepest relief in Charging Loki

No angels here to save my soul
It is on me to fill this hole
That you left inside of me

I swallowed just to spit it back
There is a light behind all black
I can’t change our history
But I decide my destiny

I can change