In the deepest recess of the soul, 

There lives a man, he lives in every soul, 

Constantly knocking at the door, 

Hello can I beg you for some more, 

The mind denies the request of the man living in our chest, 

For he is the man which we wish did not exist, 

A tap and we do as he pleases, 

Several more and we do not know who we are anymore, 

Deny the physical demand, retreat into your other soul, 

The soul of pure rebellion, 

Rebellion against who we truly are