Beneath The City

I am all alone 50 feet beneath the city

That I call my own while it eats my soul

Why did we stay, mourning our future

Living for today does take its toll

But why should I pray for divine intervention

I have found a way not to be destroyed

While I believe in my own revolution

I will always be free inside my prison cell

No way to hide, nowhere to run

A secret war has just begun

Though wretched and disorganised

We reject their compromise

No turning back, no giving in

Freedom of choice declared a sin

Who wants to be a Stepford Wife

We're fighting for our way of life

Sometimes I doubt - did I make the right choice?

I had an easy life full of pretence

Never had to fear what's around the corner

I'd just play charades with my fake friends

But it wasn't enough and it never will be

With the rules so tough you had to be on guard

Living in a world of constant surveillance

Where every word you say could seal your fate

No way to hide, no turning back, nowhere to run

A war for our way of life has just begun...