Lyric

Same old suits with the same old lies

Plastic smiles and designer ties

“Stay in line, don’t ask why”

Yeah right — I’d rather die

Got your rules in a pretty frame

Different day but the same damn game

Tick the box, fake a grin

Lose yourself just to fit in

You talk big but it’s all pretend

Dead inside at the bitter end

I don’t need no permission

Screw your fake-ass vision

Kick the door, let it bleed

Ain’t got time for your greed

No control, no condition

Middle finger tradition

Say it loud, let it be

You don’t own me

Selling fear like it’s top-tier gold

Same cheap story we’ve all been sold

“Play it safe, keep it clean”

Yeah, kill the spark in between

Got us wired, got us tamed

Different face but the same damn game

Break the lock, cut the feed

I don’t buy what you preach

All your talk’s just background noise

Dead-end dreams for the good little boys

I don’t need no permission

Screw your fake-ass vision

Kick the door, let it bleed

Ain’t got time for your greed

No control, no condition

Middle finger tradition

Say it loud, let it be

You don’t own me

Burn it down, brick by brick

All your rules make me sick

We’re the glitch in your machine

Loud, alive, and obscene

You don’t own me

Yeah, you don’t own me

Say it again — you don’t own me