Is that what you tried to make of me Feeding my desire with your lies Painting darkest walls so fucking cold Creating your new lies to hide the old You can not unplug me you can not control me I'm not your programmed perfection I still have uncoded dreams Still am able to laugh and cry Still am able to bleed and die My mind is often speaking different words Words that you don't know, so I'm insane? My brains still dirty not washed yet So cut my tongue, but I'm insane within