[Lyric] Restricted (Rot (grindcore band))

A lot of restrictions
Trying to drown us
In a pool of shit
You call your society
Always the same ways
A car and a good job
A nice wife and nice sons
All you used to wish your whole life

The price you have to pay
To act like a sheep
Accepting everything
Crushed by social pressures
Maybe a worthless price to you
But still too high for us
Then we'd rather keep the fight
Against all these passive thinkings