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Free-dome

as fate would have it
i caught a taste of freedom and became an addict
openly displayed my habit
and searched for different ways to have it
i caught my first taste of freedom and became an addict
addicted to freedom i became an addict
a slave to habit
got a taste of freedom and the taste was magic
first taste didn’t go to waste
no the first taste was magic

freedom ran through my veins
killin’ my pain killin’ my pain
killin’ my pain until my brain came
and came again and again

freedom is the drug of choice
that left my spirit moist

got no need for weed
and i never touched dust
i can’t hang with cocaine
cause there’s no real substance to controlled substance
controlled substances are corrupted with
false sense of security
false sense of freedom
and when freedom is false freedom is dumb

i take my freedom straight to heart
without needles or pipes
as fate would have it
i caught a taste of freedom and became an addict
but freedom is hard to come by these days
so i went into withdrawal
and withdrew from society
tried to be free
in a land where freedom is a scarce commodity
and its rationed out selectively by government policy
i probably
should have decided much sooner
to begin my autonomy


but regardless of time i had to find
a heavy dose of freedom to feed my habit
cause i’m an admitted freedom addict
and i got to have it
yes i got to have it
my mind was in a bind and time refused to rewind
until i left self imprisonment behind
and allowed my mind to find the time to recline
looked inside of me and withdrew
the freedom i never knew i’ve always known
i freed my own dome
and found freedome behind invisible bars
once we all free the dome the world is ours

i freed my dome
and found freedome behind invisible bars
once we all free the dome the world is ours

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