Wax Princess

Say hello to yesterday
While you were sleeping, we all got played
They build you a cage and they call it a kingdom
They step on your neck and call it freedom

They reach out a hand just to pick your pockets
Stealing rights with empty promises

So say hello to yesterday
They trample women and they make you pray
While they pick your books and your history
This doesn't feel like freedom to me

We are idly watching as the past invades
The slippery slope, the slippery slope is now a cliff

Your devotion is a lunatic sport
Your conviction is a lunatic sport
Your choices have been made for you
And your voice is a tiny echo
With eyes to the sky and over your shoulder
I'm going to listen to the devil instead
To the devil instead
I'm going to listen to the devil instead
Your body is not your body
And your mind is not your own

Your body
Your mind
Is not your own