Well I've fed out of your hands Now you want me to beg I don't get what you're doing Or the motives that turn yourself Inside out Stricken by your way You are the downpressor I'm letting you go Revival of the eyes I see you much clearer I'm letting you go If I looked through your mirror Would it show me what you see It is my understanding That you rape all identities You know / my eyes your lies Hear the outcry Stricken by your way You are the downpressor I'm letting you go Revival of the eyes I see you much clearer I'm letting you go Power is abused and obsessive That is used to manipulate the weak Weakness comes from constant Lack of believing Which has filtered through Your consciousness You have to believe Well I've fed out of your hands Now you want me to beg I don't get what you're doing Or the motives that turn yourself Inside out Stricken by your way You are the downpressor I'm letting you go Revival of the eyes I see you much clearer I'm letting you go Down! Downpressor!