To freedom!
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To freedom!
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To freedom!
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To freedom!
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To freedom!
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Break free like a bird and fly
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From the stuffy dungeon of the demon in the flesh
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Enough! |
That's enough, don't look for love
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In the cold embrace of a house on blood
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Here is the house Jack built it
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From the ruin in my head
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From ridicule in the yard
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From fragments of childhood traumas
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There in the basement
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Quietly crying man
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And afraid to die
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From beatings and from wounds
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Swallowing the pain, touching the bottom
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When there is no other way
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Know that we are with you, you are not alone
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Fly into the world!
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Break free like a bird and fly
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From the stuffy dungeon of the demon in the flesh
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Enough! |
That's enough, don't look for love
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In the cold embrace of a house on blood
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Here is the house Jack built it
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On the traditions of the family
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What to yourself from year to year
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Women whisper in the night
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Like a prayer in a veil
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Repeating in oblivion:
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“So he loves if he beats
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If you love, then shut up"
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Swallowing the pain, touching the bottom
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When there is no other way
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Know that we are with you, you are not alone
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Fly into the world!
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Break free like a bird and fly
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From the stuffy dungeon of the demon in the flesh
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Enough! |
That's enough, don't look for love
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In the cold embrace of a house on blood
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Ltd!
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Break free like a bird and live
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Without a stuffy dungeon at home on the blood
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Wash off the pain, push yourself off the bottom
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Don't be afraid and remember that you are not alone. |