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freedom
I am free
Because I choose to be
I broke away and cried out
I made myself believe that there was no doubt
I told myself its OK, patted myself on the back
Even when the world started to go black
I stood up and walked through the flames
No more will I blame
Stepping on glass and tip toeing up towards the sky
Finally, all I ever wanted was to fly
Because I choose to be
I broke away and cried out
I made myself believe that there was no doubt
I told myself its OK, patted myself on the back
Even when the world started to go black
I stood up and walked through the flames
No more will I blame
Stepping on glass and tip toeing up towards the sky
Finally, all I ever wanted was to fly
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