Testo Cut The Strings

What the fuck went wrong? We the programmed robots stand in line scared to take a step ahead frightened by our dreams.

Our existence in the strangers hand take it back cut the strings. Erase my name from the contract I was forced to sign my spirit isn´t gone I still stay defiant I won´t conform.

We´re nailed to the status quo dependent to masters without faces controlled by social rules I used to bow my head in silence another victim of it´s bitter taste. Were we born to suffer limitations? Restriction is my enemy.

Erase my name, from the contract I was forced to sign my spirit isn´t gone I still stay defiant I won´t conform