More Restrictions - Kingdom Come

They taught me how to give in to suit them right

While trying to control me, from deep inside

It’s no surprise they don’t like my type of style

Their fear of law and order, keeps them uptight

More restrictions, more convictions

No illusion, more confusion

Don’t let whispering liars pollute your mind

While they keep on trying to change your mind

Watch their voices crawling right up your spine