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