Of freedom

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Peel at the seams I do

I gave it all up for you

Sorry it took the life of them

Sorry it took all I know of freedom


I'll do another sentence starting now

Freedom fifty five we'll negotiate cell

Sure about that but might see reducer

See I'll be getting out on good behavior


So much fun I am having knowing our futures

I still think I'll save them forever

Though lives will be lost on ease of temper

Each time it eats at me bleacher

Reaching me on time just to see clear air


I have nothing if not a habit doctor

Choosing between Number Fourteen and Seven

Understanding Seven is Special

Chucking on me the Premium of Fourteen

Cigarettes and the finest green


Fists to buck up

This ain't no more a game of Punch out

Bucks to cut up

Raise your aunt lures and I'll slice throats

Only to repeats history slop


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