Is that what you tried to make of me
Feeding my desire with your lies
Painting darkest walls so fucking cold
Creating your new lies to hide the old
You can not unplug me you can not control me
I'm not your programmed perfection
I still have uncoded dreams
Still am able to laugh and cry
Still am able to bleed and die
My mind is often speaking different words
Words that you don't know, so I'm insane?
My brains still dirty not washed yet
So cut my tongue, but I'm insane within