Below the surface I find what is real A painful truth to reveal We are all standing like automatons in life Don't you see that we all share the same pathetic style?
Reject the mould Unclose the riddle That never lets you grow We need to molt And push the wheel That never seems to roll
We are simple puppets With no individual viewpoint Take your place-card and sit down
Reject the mould Unclose the riddle That never lets you grow
[Chorus:] Delete the way and now turn yourself Into a mystic soul Delete the way and now be the weird Be their denial
We walk following a stranger's footsteps That will always take us to conquered lands
Reject the mould Unclose the riddle That never lets you grow We need to molt And push the wheel That never seems to roll
[Chorus:] Delete the way and now turn yourself Into a mystic soul Delete the way and now be the weird Be their denial
What would you sacrifice What would you exchange For a piece of authenticity?
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[Chorus:] Delete the way and now turn yourself Into a mystic soul Delete the way and now be the weird Be their denial
To be a mystic soul Inside this world Delete the way and Be their denial