I want to make a changeBut I don't know how, don't want to be the sameAs everyone else, just want to feel safeBeing myself, get out this * gameBecause if I'm just a pawn, then what the hell's the point?Yeah, yeahDo I even have a choice?I'm trying to use my voiceIf I can make some noiseIf I can make some noiseWe always place the blameOn everyone else, comparison is shameKeep us fearful and helpless, going insaneFeels like I'm losing myselfIn this game we madeDelusion and confusionIn the cycle of the same *But what the hell's the point?OhDo I even have a choice?A choiceI'm trying to use my voiceIf I can make some noiseSome noiseSome noiseA fight or twoA more intense wishingI feel way way betterTryin' to make some noiseUh huhI'm tired of sittin' around And doin' nothingI've always felt the need to do somethin'We in an era of followin' trendsEven when the trend Is not to follow trendsThey may be unconscious of changeManipulation, they bomb up with temptationIt's all dissuaded nationI'll stop and change the stationBut the station changed backSo I broke the * matrixI always clap backYeah, they love it and they hate it