How can you say: « it could be worse »If you have never tried to change anythingYou can not always trustin everything you hearThere’re things that makes you happyBut they can also kill…Don’t bite the handThat feeds you with shitReject the liesEven if they are sweetCut the foreign hand!Don’t let it blend!It is not the devil’s whispersBut the voice of your soulThe demon insideIs you without maskSo let him growAnd slowly replaceThe conformist existenceYou were till today…