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...