Texty: Sick Of It All. Don't Follow.

Thought enters your mind, something of a find
Too bad it's really trite and unoriginal
This poor sap just wants to fit
And couldn't give a shit

If his actions stand for compromise
Wakes up, realizes too late
Has to accept the fate of being
The target to humiliate

Givin' in control of your mind
Givin' in control of your life
Givin' in control of your mind
Givin' in control, better watch out

You could be handing your whole shit away
Better watch out, nothing unique
Just a pale imitation

Don't follow, don't follow
Follow your instinct, follow what's right
Don't fall for fashion, don't fall for hype
Follow your viscera, follow your soul
Don't let the powers that be have control

Movements have the knack
To give you what you lack
Too bad you joined
The thought organization

Once you find yourself involved
Nothing's really solved
Mind control can do
Just what you let it

Givin' in control of your head
Givin' in control of your heart
Givin' in control of your head
Givin' in control, better watch out

So much for cherishing, what makes us different?
Just watch out so much for cherishing
What's so important?

Don't follow, don't follow
Follow your instinct, follow what's right
Don't fall for fashion, don't fall for hype
Follow your viscera, follow your soul
Don't let the powers that be have control