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Freedom, comes my way some times
But I have got no place to go
Freedom, has it?s own silence
But I can hear no more
I?ve got no time
For lies that bring me down
And I must be wise
Before I fought you there
Freedom goes around in circles
But I just go straight on
Freedom comes to those deserving
But I fail to comply
I?ve got no time
For lies that bring me down
And I must be wise
Before I fought you there
Freedom, freedom, freedom
Comes my way sometimes
But I got no place to go
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