Who Owns the Code? (From "Coded Bias") - Katya Mihailova

I feel like I want to break out of the house My heart is a-pumping, I've got sand in my mouth I feel like I'm heading up to a cardiac arrest I want to scream in the night, I want a manifest I've got that wide awake, give-and-take, five o'clock-in-the-morning feeling I've got the hots for the sluts in the well thumbed pages of a magazine I want to drive, want to fly like I do in the dreams I've never really been in I want to hump, want to jump, want to heat up, cool down in a dream machine (I'm dreaming) From the waist on down (I'm dreaming) But I feel tired and bound (I'm dreaming) Of a day when a cold shower helps my health (I'm dreaming) Dreaming, of the day I can control myself Day I can control myself Sound like a priest and then I'm shooting dice I'm burning tires with some guy whose hair is turning white I know the girls that I pass, they just ain't impressed I'm too old to give up, but too young to rest I've got that numb-to-a-thumb over-dubbed Feeling social when the world is sleeping The plot starts to thicken then I sicken and I feel I'm cemented down I'm so juiced that the whorey lady's sad sad story has me quietly weeping But here comes the morning Here comes the yawning demented clown (I'm dreaming) But I know it's all hot air (I'm dreaming) I'll get back to that rocking chair (I'm dreaming) Of the day I can share the wealth (I'm dreaming) Dreaming, of the day I can control myself Day I can control myself Hey, hey! The day I can control myself

Nobody owns me I don't wanna be anybody's fool No one can make me do What I don't want to do No, no, nobody owns me Nobody but you I'm gonna follow my heart wherever it leads, ooh I'm not afraid of my destiny, ooh There's another point of view And it takes me back to you Nobody owns me I don't wanna be anybody's fool No one can make me do What I don't want to do No, no, nobody owns me Nobody but you I wanna dream my dreams and live them too, ooh Do a million things before I'm through, ooh There's another side of me That only you can see Nobody owns me I don't wanna be anybody's fool No one can make me do What I don't want to do No, no, nobody owns me Nobody but you Nobody but you Nobody but you Nobody but you Nobody owns me I don't wanna be anybody's fool No one can make me do What I don't want to do, ooh, ooh No, no, nobody owns me Nobody but you No, no, nobody owns me Nobody but you No, no, nobody owns me Nobody but you!

The girl from Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel The girl from Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel Not for a husband, dictator, tyrant or king Humble homes with mottoes on the walls Symbols and signs in framed designes Sure to keep the poor poor In fear of a God who hadn't saved them after all And all of my friends are in trouble They're sorry, they're sick and they know All of my friends are in trouble There's no need to go into that now The girl from Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel The girl from Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel Not for a husband, dictator, tyrant or king The sorrow my countenance shows Is hardly worth mentioning now Impartial application of the law In other words legalized torture And all of my friends are in trouble They're sorry, they're sick and they know All of my friends are in trouble But there's no need to go into that now Of princes and kings and their costly parade Blitz them all back to the Stone Age The American way displayed proudly Is to show lots of teeth and talk loudly And the land weeps oil The land weeps oil What do you think all these armies are for? Just because the land weeps oil And the land weeps oil The land weeps oil What do you think all these conflicts are for? It's just because the land weeps oil