Paroles de Seven

What have we conformed our lives to fit A certain shade of what they think is right or how to live Are we made of Movements just controlled by strings that are hanging over our heads Tugging on the very thing we call decision Trust ourselves, do we trust ourselves Send me a sign Show me your face or speak I'm dying to know am I still in control Look in my eyes and tell me I'm not insane Or I'll fall into place like everyone else So many days I've questioned why do I owe you anything Paying dues to something that I never see What a waste, is it all a waste on Movements just controlled by strings that are hanging over our heads Tugging us against ourselves to cause confusion Lately I can tell I can trust myself Send me a sign Show me your face or speak I'm dying to know am I still in control Look in my eyes and tell me I'm not the same Or I'll fall into place like everyone else People walk the walk they're told And honestly it's getting old We all can try to fit a mold But it might be time to walk alone But it might be time to walk alone Send me a sign Show me your face or speak I'm dying to know am I still in control Look in my eyes and tell me I'm not insane I won't fall into place like everyone else