They taught me how to give in to suit them right
While trying to control me, from deep inside

It´s no surprise they don´t like my type of style
Their fear of law and order, keeps them uptight

Chorus:
More restrictions, more convictions
No illusion, more confusion

Don´t let whispering liars pollute your mind
While they keep on trying to change your mind

Watch their voices crawling right up your spine