I am your Lunchabels I am your dinner meat You’re eyes are wrapped in plastic by the man so that you can’t see I am yours I am yours I am your happy meal I am your wedding feast You toast to a new day While you’re standing over me I am yours I am yours I wonder How long it will take How many lives we’ll have to lose Before you see it’s a mistake I wasn’t meant to live in cages Or to hand as you drain me upside down End I never thought I would have to say this But what goes around comes around So I may not speak your language But a cure as hell tried to tell you to stop So don’t pretend you didn’t hear me When we were walking to the chopping block Cause I was fighting for my freedom Which the same thing you would do If somebody hell you captive We’re not so different Me&you The only problem is You’re selfish And you’re hiding from the truth Because it’s easier to turn tour head Than it is to change what you do But Tomorrow is a new day (х9)