I breathe you in Now that I breathe in I feel a fire burning underneath my skin I feel a freedom from this hopelessness within Why do I got to learn the hard way Why do I got to burn my bridges down Now that I feel so numb Can’t I just be me for fuck’s

Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Blind man ask me forgiveness I won't deny myself Disrespect you have given Your suffering's my wealth I feed off pain, force fed to love it And now I swallow whole I'll never live in the past Burn my fist to the

Someone saved, someone saved, someone saved my life tonight You almost had your hooks in me, didn't you dear You nearly had me roped and tied Altar-bound, hypnotized Sweet freedom whispered in my ear You're a butterfly And butterflies are free to fly Fly

There's better living Let them go their way To that new living I won't ever stray 'Cause this is heaven to me When I hear them say Long as freedom grows I want to seek it If it's yes or no

The last, the last, the last The glow of the cities below lead us back To the places that we never should have left Let's see how deep we get The last blues we're ever gonna have I'm just a full tank away from freedom These are the last blues we're ever

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset river bank first time feeling Wait, baby, don't move, right there it is T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch

It's not just a train It's saying goodbye, saying hello To where we have been, where we might go It's not just a train, it's freedom to me Freedom to me I can strum a little, I can hold a chord This ain't the gospel and I ain't the lord I'm no holy

U R, U R (we are) Clarity is a state of mind Freedom ain't real, who's sold you that lie? I ain't buying it No matter what the price (one more time? Aight) So give it up give it up mama Undo your pants and your bra I see you liking that, you must need a

We are the synchronizers We are electronic performers Send messages through time code Midi clock rings in my mind Machines gave me some freedom Synthesizers gave me some wings They drop me through twelve bit samplers We are electronics We need to use

Isn't it madness he can't be mine But in the end, he needs a little more than before Security, he needs his fantasy and freedom I know him so well Nothing is so good it lasts eternally Perfect situations must go wrong But this has never yet prevented me