Free me; your valuable cage is too small.
Free me; I just wanna say to them all.
Your life is your life and spend it your way,
I don't wanna hate? But you hate just my name.
Let me be free of this matrix of day.
Two days are two lives; every day's not the same.
You're wasting your time, but free me of that,
And that devilish child I wanna upset.
You're pulling my chains and think I am yours,
And when I'm in, you shut all your doors.
I'm tired of these, your words and your dreams.
Remember the things are not good, as it seems.
I don't wanna see your wine in my veins,
I beg you, I pray, don't fuck with my brains.
The city stopped me and said: you are mine!
You wanna the nature? Go and die!
I know the days are coming to end,
And soon it'll be that we've never met.
Free me
© Copyright: Актер Бродячего Цирка, 2004
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