| I’m not free but who wants to be?
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| When I got your wings strapped onto me
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| Yeah, I’m not free but I’ll never be
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| So lock me up and toss the key
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| Sitting on your bed as I’m getting high
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| drink and drive
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| Something feeling funny like you ace this shit
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| I can’t escape but fuck it feels
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| And I can never tell on this chapter gone wrong
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| I hold you up, you hold me up, sometimes we holding guns
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| But I know if there’s a cake on the shelf I couldn’t rich
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| Then you would lift me up so we both can get a piece
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| I’m not free but who wants to be?
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| When I got your wings strapped onto me
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| Yeah, I’m not free but I’ll never be
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| So lock me up and toss the key
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| Lock me up and toss the key
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| So lock me up and toss the key |