The burden weighs upon our hearts
Your whispers only make it louder
The scene outside is dark
Blue and red shine overhead
while the liar runs away
It's sad that I can't stop
that I can't stop her feigning
while the liar runs away
It's sad that I can't stop
that I can't stop her feigning
The car drives you off
into the blackness of the night
Your face is lit with lights
but your spirit remains dim
into the blackness of the night
Your face is lit with lights
but your spirit remains dim
You're taken into freedom
yet the car looks like a hearse
yet the car looks like a hearse
For every free person
There is a slave
There is a slave
How can I be free
when I am a slave to freedom?
when I am a slave to freedom?
I never lost my innocence
because I had none to begin with
because I had none to begin with
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