"Travelling on the alter space of my mind I can see
past and future fuse, leaving present aside
on the traffic of the blood in my vein, hear the pain
there's a system controling my acts
Walking on a dynamic street, feel so weak
sweet wind blows in my face
driving crazily in a highway, in both ways
there's a system controling my acts
A blind puppet with non-stopping dancing shoes
I'm a prisioner of my own body
Locked down by someone who makes the rules
Trying to scream and call somebody"
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