You're not flying high
Not at all, not really
You're in your way to die
We all can feel it
Walking around in groups
Just going where they go
You always did it
You'll always do it
Give him all you've got
(Why not trade hard work for misery)
Now this is your reward
(Get all of your fake liberty)
Not walking with your feet
You're going to forget
These are the sheeps
And they pay for it
Let him catch you with his chain
Let him dominate you all
It's gonna be just pain
He's gonna watch your fall
You've got not soul
You're a slave to the grind
You've digged your own hole
You are still blind
Give him all you've got
(Why not trade hard work for misery)
Now this is your reward
(Get all of your fake liberty)
Not walking with your feet
You're going to forget
These are the sheeps
And they pay for it
Not walking with your feet
You're going to forget
These are the sheeps
And they pay for it