Текст песни Soul Inside Out - The Right To Choose

Somewhere in your body
Like a black liquid
There is a new one
An unfamiliar feeling

Handcuffs
Locks on thoughts
Now you are in captivity
Get used to this game

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No choice
Without the right to change something
And without the right to interrupt
Freedom of will is only an illusion
Which is not worth it
Pay attention

You're a fly in the cobweb
Butterfly on fire
Bright wings burn
Your purity

The more you break out
The deeper you get stuck
Shrink harder
The shackles of your limits