You're keeping in step
In the line
Got your chin held high and you feel just fine
Because you do
What you're told
But inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold

Ziva did what her father told her to do. He was always a father to her second, and her boss first. Eli David, Director of Mossad. She carried out her missions with unfeeling accuracy. It was just a job to her. Just the family business of death and destruction.


Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Will you chew until it bleeds?
Can you get up off your knees?
Are you brave enough to see?
Do you want to change it?

When Ziva was assigned to NCIS, it shook her foundations. Her father was not always right. He hadn't cared what had happened to his children, they were simply a means to an end. And she no longer had to obey him on everything.


What if this whole crusade's
A charade
And behind it all there's a price to be paid
For the blood
On which we dine
Justified in the name of the holy and the divine

She would never forgive her father for making her shoot Ari. For not believing Eschel was alive. For sending her on a suicide mission. For a lifetime of things in the name of Israel.


Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Will you chew until it bleeds?
Can you get up off your knees?
Are you brave enough to see?
Do you want to change it?

She had decided. She resigned from Mossad and began becoming an American citizen. Her father could no longer influence her. He called her through MTAC, mad, then sad, trying to make her feel guilty, but she remained strong. When she left, Gibbs clapped a hand on her shoulder. That was all that she needed, to know that she had done the right thing.


So naive
I keep holding on to what I want to believe
I can see
But I keep holding on and on and on and on

Will you bite the hand that feeds you?
Will you stay down on your knees?
(x8)

Ziva had finally broken away from every bad tie in her life. She was working toward a positive goal.

She felt good.