Put it on a shelf for all to see
It's not me, and again it's not me
Culture and freedom
Don't tell us how to live this way again
No matter how hard I try
You'll bring me down again
No matter how far I climb
You'll tear me down again
because I'm attached to a leash and my spirit is dead
No rest for me, oppression never ends
I can't grasp with me hands
why it's not fair in the end
your mind cannot be dealt with
it's not fair in the end
run away to find a way again.