Why do some people say that our fate is written?
That this script is already read and that the die is cast?
Why do we all blindly believe what they tell us 'bout you and me
If only we know how good we are and how we want to live?
Our role is simply clear
And we sadly accept it,
Don't you see?
Is better trying not to be
Out of tune, "what will people say?"
We work for people that we hate,
Our value is being squandered.
We have everything to say and everything to gain
Say loud and clear that we are here
We live in fear, that's for sure,
(We) resign ourselves to being used
As inert matte-paintings with nothing to say even if it's true
We are the chroma-key,
The drama starts,
The audience's here
The role is clear; we sadly accept it
I don't know about you,
But I think that's enough complaints
Don't hide behind
The excuse of "I can't change a thing".
Why do we all blindly believe
What they tell us 'bout you and me?
There's not a bandage on our eyes
Why do we all blindly believe?
We work for people that we hate
Our value is being squandered
We have everything to say and everything to gain
Say loud and clear that we are here
The drama starts,
The audience waits
Say loud and clear that we are here