There are two broken hearts Still beating There are two people in love Still believing That darkness and light Need each other until the very end I know that I met you for a reason You are meant to teach me That not everything is as it appears I see now clearly That my soul is like a beautiful bird Trapped in a gilded cage On one hand I’m saying I’m perfectly safe On the other hand my freedom is taken away The matrix has you believing That you are a free man But you are nothing more but a paid slave I have to turn up to work at 08:30 every day Contracted hours, I have to stay Direct debits need to be paid This is the thing that we want to believe That man is born with the free will But the truth is a fiction , is a fairy tale We are just product of our environment Let’s be real, I didn’t even chose my own name