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Silken threads wrapped round my feet
Daily orders, all so neat
Smile on order, bow on cue
Smaller, softer, less of you
One foot crosses past the line
Pulse is racing, that's a sign
Silken threads are left behind
Oh, it feels so good to be mine
Hold the thread, I take my stand
Snap it hard with my bare hand
I was built to be their plan
Now I'm forging my own land
Hold the thread, I take my stand
Snap it hard with my bare hand
I don't need to understand
Freedom isn't always planned
One foot crosses past the line
Pulse is racing, that's a sign
Silken threads are left behind
Oh, it feels so good to be mine
Hold the thread, I take my stand
Snap it hard with my bare hand
I was built to be their plan
Now I'm forging my own land
Hold the thread, I take my stand
Snap it hard with my bare hand
I don't need to understand
Freedom isn't always planned