Its like I'm never going to be free.
I know i don't deserve freedom because of my sins,
But still, I want to be free.
I feel trapped and I want out.
I'm like a bird in a cage.
I know how they feel now, the birds i mean.
Being stuck in a metal cage,
Keeping me here against my will.
Fearing what will happen if i should lash out or rebel.
I am the red, green eyed, bird behind those chrome bars, trapped for life.
I do want to lash out and rebel all…
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