Like when I was at school    I had to seem a good polite boy    And I had to do what they wanted me to,    Now I am out but the rules did not change    It's the same old story    It's the same old fuckin' rotten game.       Fake smiles, they're always fine    There's nothing different    From Carry's Truman Show    I'm fed up looking at you    Knowing all your deceits.       Rit.    Run Run away    Don't try to make me stay    I decided to change and now    I'm gonna play my game    Leave this place    I'm going to try and try    Fighting against your lies    Till my dreams come true.       You Know what I am doing    I suppose you could refuse it    But I'll never accept your lies    To try to make me seem    A new enemy of the correct nations    A new warning to give to children    Of the person they're not supposed to be       'Cause they have to grow up as robots    Or at best never grow up    I'm fed up looking at you    Knowing all your deceits.       We want to open with this melody    To ask you to think and    Fight for your freedom    We would appreciate to see at our gigs    people who care about their lives    We can make a change if you stand up and    Reach a decision.