Original lyrics

EN

The pressure of the fingers From the ideals They point out my direction I'm nothing but a slave to a fool Who sets out the rules We will make the rules Not you Today you left us As we watched you fly away Can't say I really knew you But I would have liked to see you stay The reason why I smiled When I said my last good bye I knwe Bright insight I will make my life worthwhile Trust I trust the insight I will make my life worthwhile Controlled by a conscience That tells me what to do And what not to I'm nothing but a slave to a fool Who is setting the rules Please help me understand Please help me understand this Understand Why should you waste your life On something You don't want to do