When you're told all your life you're in a Shakespeare tragedy

When you're fed by a tube, what's the point of anything?

When you're drugged up

Dumbed down

Numb to the bone

When your life's on rent, but you'd like to own it

Someday I'll take back the precious life that you stole from me

There's a hand up my back

Now I'm a puppet on a string

And my fairy god mother's new lover don't want her to love me

When you're leashed up

Beat down

Worked like a dog

Well life ain't fun when you're told something's wrong with you

Would you kindly return the precious life that you stole from me?

When your juggler mugs you and shrugs at the end of the fight

When your teleprompter parks all your deer in its headlights

You've been built by pieces of others you know

You can't grasp who you are when another has stolen it

Now, I'm gonna steal back the precious life that you stole from me

Would you kindly return the precious life that you stole from me?

Someday I'll take back the precious life that you stole from me