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If I am being double crossed or being told the truth, I know not to tell But let me learn, even if tears swell. If I should trust a human being or not, I know not to tell But let that decision be mine, even if tears swell. If the next step I take will be towards the mountain or the pit, I know not to tell But let me fall, even if tears swell. If the sea will be full of happiness for me, I know not to tell But let my ship sink once, even if tears swell. If the sun will brighten my life or scorch me down, I know not to tell But let me burn, even if tears swell. If I should have chosen the right path instead of the left, I know not to tell But let the stars lead me, even if tears swell. If my planned destination is not my destiny, I know not to tell But let me find my way out, even if tears swell. If I am young and foolish, I know not to tell But let me grow old and wise, even if tears swell. Give me a little more freedom, chances to make my own mistake A little more freedom, to learn it my own way, is all I seek.
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Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 2:59 PM UTC
Eleutheromania
If I am being double crossed or being told the truth, I know not to tell But let me learn, even if tears swell. If I should trust a human being or not, I know not to tell But let that decision be mine, even if tears swell. If the next step I take will be towards the mountain or the pit, I know not to tell But let me fall, even if tears swell. If the sea will be full of happiness for me, I know not to tell But let my ship sink once, even if tears swell. If the sun will brighten my life or scorch me down, I know not to tell But let me burn, even if tears swell. If I should have chosen the right path instead of the left, I know not to tell But let the stars lead me, even if tears swell. If my planned destination is not my destiny, I know not to tell But let me find my way out, even if tears swell. If I am young and foolish, I know not to tell But let me grow old and wise, even if tears swell. Give me a little more freedom, chances to make my own mistake A little more freedom, to learn it my own way, is all I seek.
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Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 2:59 PM UTC
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