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I am free I am the eagle My wings are so great I can fly so high But I'm the sizzling bird In a golden cage Freedom In Boxes I am free I can create with the innate ability I think of a box But don't know its position So I can walk in and out of it freely I am only free in boxes I am hurt They apologize I can't forgive and forget I cross the rubicon and chills Of hatred fill the spine of my life I see freedom in boxes
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Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
Freedom In Boxes
I am free I am the eagle My wings are so great I can fly so high But I'm the sizzling bird In a golden cage Freedom In Boxes I am free I can create with the innate ability I think of a box But don't know its position So I can walk in and out of it freely I am only free in boxes I am hurt They apologize I can't forgive and forget I cross the rubicon and chills Of hatred fill the spine of my life I see freedom in boxes
Sometimes we may think we are free but we are actually free in a cage.
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Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
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