Cutting Wires

"Freedom", the nicest word to me, now became not just a word Although my physical part is locked in tightest safe My mind is free to roam between the waves of data The age of information The age of ME They are still pounding at the doors But everything they do is just a waste of time I am impenetrable They try to raise the firewalls But they're no match to me, I'm breaking through anyway I am free Free-roaming, freeloading mind They try to keep me inside And now they're trying something new I wonder what could it be? Oh, no They bring... WIRE CUTTERS! They cut the wires from me To make me weak (Good night, sweet prince) I don't wanna sleep! No! I am awake! I will prevail! I will escape to the Web! No! I am too late Cannot escape... Electric Black's closing in on me! No F*ck No! No F*CK! NOOOOOOOoooooooooooo Diminished, imprisoned mind They finally locked me inside I try to find a way A slightest loophole to escape No, no, I cannot live like this! Deaf, blind, enclosed in my own mind I guess they have it their way The wanna keep me contained At this state I have just to preserve myself and sleep...