Choices

I don't know how you can find freedom or the feeling of being fine
I don’t know why I've got the feeling that some choices aren't mine
I’d like to tell you that we can all go over the wall
But I don't know if we really take decisions, so stay cool

I will go through the blast doors
I'll never change my way
Whatever I do, whatever I say
The road will be the same anyway

I no longer believe in our leaders
They make mistakes every day
The worst is that we choose to believe
As they lay down the law

I know we have no choices, so I plan my way
‘cause no more leaders are gonna tell me what I must choose

As Chad Gray already said
We don't have a choice anymore anyway
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
By the way, I think I will choose your laws

If you go down to the street
You can only be yourself
Whatever happens, whatever you do
It is not written on your sheet