She cries¡¦ its freedom that we need, but I have yet to see a cause to believe
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(I need to feel it, please just let me feel all right)
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it comes in waves of need, ten ways to make you bleed before you get to die
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can we give it one more shot, have we thrown all hope away,
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does it have to be this painful just to make it through?
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this is not our requiem, we¡¯re wasting time as victims
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why spend our lives on bended knee, choosing not to be free?
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He sighs¡¦ I¡¯m quickly burning out all that¡¯s left of me are jaded memories
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(I need to feel it please just let me feel all right)
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of what I could have been if I had only been less of what they wanted
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and we¡¯re still here, all together, and all alone
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consumed with fear that one day we¡¯ll discover,
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how empty we¡¯ve become
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restricted and ashamed, we crave what they provide us,
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so we¡¯ll never feel alone
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I am now just learning to breathe
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Handful Of Redemtion
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| Boy Sets Fire |
