From all lives beginning onrnWe are pushed in little formsrnNo one asks us how we like to bernIn school they teach us what to thinkrnBut everyone says different thingsrnBut theyre all convinced thatrnTheyre the ones to seernrnSo they keep talking and they never stoprnAnd at certains point you give it uprnSo the only thing thats left to think is thisrnrnI want out... to live my life alonernI want out... leave me bernI want out... to do things on my ownrnI want out... to live my life and to be freernrnPeople tell me a and brnThey tell me how I have to seernThings that I have seen already clearrnSo they push me then from side to sidernTheyre pushing me from black to whiternTheyre pushingtil theres nothing more to hearrnrnBut dont push me to the maximumrnShut your mouth and take it homerncause I decide the way things gonna bernrnI want out... to live my life alonernI want out... leave me bernI want out... to do things on my ownrnI want out... to live my life and to be freernrnTheres a million ways to see the things in lifernA million ways to be the foolrnIn the end of it, none of us is rightrnSometimes we need to be alone