We're told that our minds are weak, I ask are we really?
Consider that the ones with power want our conformity
Wanting their slaves to be weak, obedient and uncertain
Maybe they'll tell us a lie that they want us to believe
In order to get us to stop thinking or stop dreaming
They want our soul, I never accept what they offer free
They want our life lived, to be boring, not dramatic
Everyone in the world wants to have their sovereignty
If you refuse to question authority, you'll never have it