Lyrics Freedom - Gabriel Bruce

Freedom

I’m going somewhere
Guess I’m only about halfway there
And all I own’s this flesh and bone
And the book of common prayer
If you’d like a hippie
I could grow my hair
If you’d like a man in uniform
I’ve got a bullet wound I could wear
Go fuck your atmosphere
I don’t care if I’m going to hell
Go find somebody else to save
I’ve got some poison I wanna inhale
You’ve got to find that freedom
That strangest of feelings
And hold tight
You’ve got to find that freedom
That strangest of feelings
And hold tight
There’s some bad men out there
And I know cause I’ve read books
They populate their pages
With Humbert Humberts and Captain Hooks
I’ve heard about all the problems you’ve been fixing
Yeah donating forks to the soup kitchen