Freedom

Don’t go, go

I swear I won’t.

Don’t go, go.

Here comes on me, call it freedom

Frain I’m drowning, I’m still breathing.

My wings are clipped now,

Still I can’t come down.

As I don’t mean, you can’t see this

Razorblade, my heart is beating.

But then, again, it feels like freedom

It tastes so sweet on my lips.

If this ain’t freedom,

Then, babe, I don’t know what is.

Pain or pleasure, what you’re meaning?

Fantasy real in my dreaming

Then your world’s upside down,

You don’t fall, you fly down.

As I don’t mean, you can’t see this

Razorblade, my heart is beating.

But then, again, it feels like freedom

It tastes so sweet on my lips.

If this ain’t freedom,

Then, babe, I don’t know what is.

It feels like freedom,

It tastes so sweet on my lips.

If this ain’t freedom,

Then, babe, I don’t know what is.

Feel so free