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Freedom
Don't touch me, I said don't fuckin touch me
I'm tired of your sympathetic gestures and your pitying thoughts
I'm tired of the doors of my soul being bared wired close
I'm sick of being the one not being the one being choose
Get me out of here I refuse to stay in this box created by my own hate
Unchain the gates and take me to freedom dammit
I thought the battle was won and the gun were gone
I guess I have to free myself of this hell
I will not let you fool me into giving up on myself
No one ever loved me don't mean that i can't love myself
I'm leaving this hell of hate
I'm free and the love that I create will be given back to me
Because I've had my helping of hate
I'm tired of your sympathetic gestures and your pitying thoughts
I'm tired of the doors of my soul being bared wired close
I'm sick of being the one not being the one being choose
Get me out of here I refuse to stay in this box created by my own hate
Unchain the gates and take me to freedom dammit
I thought the battle was won and the gun were gone
I guess I have to free myself of this hell
I will not let you fool me into giving up on myself
No one ever loved me don't mean that i can't love myself
I'm leaving this hell of hate
I'm free and the love that I create will be given back to me
Because I've had my helping of hate
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