| Oh where am I gonna find a free feeling
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| Oh the one I’ve always wanted to know
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| Where I am not afraid of revealing, oh no
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| I’ll show whatever I want whenever I want
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| Well I’ve done an awful lot of concealing
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| Yeah I’ve spent a lot of time just sitting at home
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| Oh and is the only way to find a free feeling on the road
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| Where you go wherever you want whenever you want
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| When you live in the unknown it becomes your home
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| And when you got nowhere left to go
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| Then you’re gonna know
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| Where not to look for freedom
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| When you’re inside your prison
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| And you’re the only warden
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| Tell me where to look for freedom
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| Well I’ve been looking real hard for a teacher
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| But they better not be looking for me
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| 'Cause I never found one in a preacher, oh Lord
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| Anyone that says that they see the way I should be
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| When everything you know
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| You don’t recognize at all
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| Well then you got nowhere left to go
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| Then you’re gonna know
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| Where not to look for freedom
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| When you’re inside your prison
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| And you’re the only warden
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| Tell me where to look for freedom
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| Oh I been getting heavy into my reading
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| Oh I been listening to my favorite song
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| Well I could never keep down a force-feeding too long
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| Eat up whatever I want whenever I want
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| Well you’re gonna meet the wall
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| When you think you’ve heard it all
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| And then you got nowhere left to go
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| Then you’re gonna know
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| Where not to look for freedom
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| When you’re inside your prison
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| And you’re the only warden
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| Don’t have to leave the country
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| You cannot find your wisdom
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| In someone else’s story
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| But if you find your glory
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| Tell me where to look for freedom
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| Oh where am I gonna find a free feeling
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| Tell me where to look for freedom
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| Oh where am I gonna find a free feeling
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| Tell me where to look for freedom
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| Oh where am I gonna find a free feeling
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| Tell me where to look for freedom |