I've got my mind placed on the backseat today
I've got my stuff packed, I'm so ready to go away
Find me where nobody wants to be found
Play the string to which I am bound
Scream with the voice of your child
Die like you've never died before
Would you call it life under the sun?
Are you satisfied with all that you've done?
Would you like to stay as you are?
Is that really freedom in your hands?
You can't do anything about it
And guess what
That's the fun part