You pin to me all of the disgrace.
I’m not sure it should be the case,
That all these failings should be mine.
Feels like you wish to make me guilty for every crime.
Not going to back down.
Sick of the same old frown.
Bullied and set in chains.
What is here is not for…
No longer will I accept your aims!
Plaster my face across every wall.
I refuse to become a thrall.
Bend my knee and accept a fate.
One that I did not ever wish nor fight to create.
Not going to back down.
Sick of the same old frown.
Bullied and set in chains.
What is here is not for…
No longer will I accept your aims!
But you will not listen to the words that I speak clearly to you.
All you wish for is another puppet that you can twist and screw.
Why should I let that be my time and torture?
We both know what you want is to heed no quarter.
Not going to back down.
Sick of and replaced that frown.
Bullied but now free of chains.
What is here is not for…
No longer will I accept your aims!
Your games!
Your flames!
Your lack of brains!
I will no longer accept…
I will no longer accept…
I will no longer accept…
Get out of my dreams!