I am a mental slave to my own sense
My feelings are preserved in a jar
In this infinite loop I'm afraid to dance
In this dimension I will not go far
I should implant the chip in my rebellious soul
Stop the clock without ending my days
I should erase the guilt before I fall
Get revenge without loosing the grace
I'm an unwanted guest in my own flesh
My features will be sealed on a screen
On this rehearsal all my bones will crash
On a stage I'm not allowed to scream
I should import the joy in an exposed heart
Start the play without building a set
I should ignore this venom as it enters my blood
Be in charge without any regret
CHORUS I am a stranger at my own address
I am a stripper that will never undress
I am a lover that will never be kissed
I am a point that will never be missed