Drip fed and bone dry,
a tear placed in you eye,
and a flag placed on your head.
In case you're mislead,
you'll be reminded,
where your pain should lie,
and I can't see how we fall for it all time and time again.
We're free but can't see the wood from the trees.
We're free but can't see that we live just like sheep.
We're free and that means we've got a license to kill.
We're free until we decide we've had enough of all of the bullshit.
Coz there's no way out.
You can scream and shout,
and keep yourself to those..
Whom share thoughts like your own,
but it's just hope against hope,
so I'll just sing my song,
and hope someone proves me wrong.
We're free but can't see the wood from the trees.
We're free but can't see that we live just like sheep.
We're free and somehow that means we've got a license to kill.
We're free until we decide we've had enough of all of the bullshit,
that permeates almost everything,
that is so great all you can do is sing.
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