So many doors in front of me
I guess I must choose again!
Good or bad?
Right or wrong?
Black or white?

I can't really see
what's there behind a wall
but I know there is no sun over there!

Sick of being forced all the time
sick of being taken advantages of me
sick of this greedy cycle!

But you know what
I refuse to be your number!
But you know what
try to find my own way!

I REFUSE TO BE A NUMBER!