Dears Find Our Way To Freedom
This is the last breath I can spare
and I don’t really want to say something awful
I won’t hear the end of it
This is the last breath I can spare
And I don’t know if I would share
consequential feelings
even if I could
Everyone’s so tough but everyone’s heard enough
about what’s inside the mind of the psycho.
There is a path.
I want, I wanna have it, lucky foot of a rabbit.
Alas, people ain’t worth their salt.
Force of another habit?
Maybe some kind of magic?
I’m sick of all the talk.
Everyone’s so smart.
Yet everyone’s in the dark about what’s
inside the heart of an angel.
There is a path.
This is the last breath I can spare
and I don’t care enough to say
something evil ‘cause I’ve really had my fill
I need this song and I need you.
Just don’t ask of me to choose.
I won’t I won’t I won’t I won’t
I won’t I won’t I won’t I won’t
I won’t I won’t I won’t I won’t
I won’t I won’t I won’t I won’t
I won’t I won’t I won’t I won’t
I won’t I won’t I won’t I won’t
