They prisoned my soul
But they don't know
I can fly!
They forced me in to, turning to them
Damn!
But i'm not them!
And i'm done with their dumb rules
Done with their lies
Done with their disapprovals
Yes! I'm starting to realize
Real; LIES...!
They never hear me scream, never hear me cry
Saying "just let me go!"
Just let me go
Just let me go
So you think they won?
Hah!
Baby i'm an outlaw!
i'm a rebel !
I WILL FIGHT
they can't control me, they can't even hold me in their jail.
Do you know why?
Cause i have a spirit of a free eagle, prisoned here in this jail of darkness, evilness, sadness, wickedness,
blood, black shadows, white lips, white lies, blue feelings, but what is the color of dreams?
Well
i'd say it's blue. Do you know why?
An eagle's biggest dream is to flying through a blue sky,
full of clouds with silver linings, clouds with the scent of freedom.
This is exactly WHAT AN EAGLE WANTS,
WHAT MY SOUL WANTS.
one day i will break these chains that are hurting my wings and i will fly above this hell and go back to heavens. I fly!
Yes!
One day!
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