boards We're running Through a world that lost its meaning We're trying to find a way to love This running Ain't no kind of freedom Freedom, freedom, freedom
of freedom Of freedom Yeah yeah It's time to clean these boats Fold up these parachutes The words goodbye but I can't say it The end is close at
a girl from class to touch But you think about yourself too much And you ruin who you love Well all these claims at consciousness My stray dog freedom
Tollin' for the luckless, the abandoned and forsaked Yeah, tollin' for the outcasts burnin' constantly at stakes And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom
Prescribe a mind of 360 degree fahrenheit In the dark like midnight, these words I recite I once was blind but now I.. [Killah Priest] See the light.. Freedom
it's gun nitty in the city that never sleeps, street sweepin is senseless, intense, fenced in, fleein A long road ahead, I'm still believin in my freedom
Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week I want it, Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom
risk Illusions without freedom Never quite add up to bliss The haunting and the haunted Play a game no one can win The spirits come at midnight And
No use in asking why It just turned out that way So meet me at midnight, baby Inside the Sad Cafe Why don't you meet me at midnight, baby Inside the
rake Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned and forsaken Tolling for the outcast burnin' constantly at stake And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom
was a sailor, a sailor at sea and a sailor of love And he thought he could save her Save her from innocence up and above 'cause he never knew Freedom
who you're tryin to call darlin and he's not home he's been away but you can hear him on the airwaves he's howlin at the moon yeah this is your country
Hell bent on chasin' down that crazy spark I'll follow you where you're leading To the first sweet taste of freedom You got me runnin' baby, Wild at heart About midnight
These are the ancient woods Those cover the secrets The little spirits, invisible The dance starts at midnight. Burning clouds of thunder His call sounds
chatter Nigga catcher as I blast a cop matter, capsule shatter Scatter midnight disasters, clips I rather gather Then flip for what I'm after Now and forever, money makes things better At
Glitters like a dancing flame Well, I had my freedom And well, it tasted, oh, so good, alright Hell child Howlin' at the moon 'Cause I'm a hell child, hell child Howlin' at
Way outta town on some midnight highway Headed nowhere, was just drivin' by myself The night was cold, the wind was blowin' Me, I felt like I was someone
