Don’t go, go
I swear I won’t.
Don’t go, go.
[Verse 1:]
Here comes on me, call it freedom
Frain I’m drowning, I’m still breathing.
My wings are clipped now,
Still I can’t come down.
[Pre-Chorus:]
As I don’t mean, you can’t see this
Razorblade, my heart is beating.
[Chorus:]
But then, again, it feels like freedom
It tastes so sweet on my lips.
If this ain’t freedom,
Then, babe, I don’t know what is.
[Verse 2:]
Pain or pleasure, what you’re meaning?
Fantasy real in my dreaming
Then your world’s upside down,
You don’t fall, you fly down.
[Pre-Chorus:]
As I don’t mean, you can’t see this
Razorblade, my heart is beating.
[Chorus:]
But then, again, it feels like freedom
It tastes so sweet on my lips.
If this ain’t freedom,
Then, babe, I don’t know what is.
It feels like freedom,
It tastes so sweet on my lips.
If this ain’t freedom,
Then, babe, I don’t know what is.
Feel so free
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