Oh, it's set in 1848, in the crush of New York State
And the thing about destiny is it never ever makes mistakes
Susan B. Anthony
Forever haunting me
Owned, raped, sold, thrown
A woman was never her own
They cried, "Freedom, rise up for me"
I want, I want, I want freedom
Oh, it's set in 1848, in the crush of New York State
And the thing about destiny is it never ever sets you free
Elizabeth Cady
Forever reminding me
I don't steal the air I breathe
Freedom, rise up for me
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