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12.19.09

Are you ready to be liberated
On this sad side city street?
While the birds have been freed from their cages
I got freedom and my youth

My name is Brody
and I'm from Melbourne
Fitzroy, Melbourne
I grew up on Belle Street
Then on Bennett Street
My mom kicked out
My dad for a better way
She found a way
On a spiritual penury
Working single mother
In an urban struggle
Blames herself now
Cause I grew up troubled

It hit me
I've got everything I need

My one heart
Felt too much from the start
I've seen people come and go
Living large and living low
You can build up your walls
Sitting on death row
Let the curtain fall
On your murdered soul
Wash it all down
Swallow your story
Get smacked off your head
Go down in drum roll glory
Won't solve it
Commiting self-inflicted crime
Go and pull the trigger
This will be the last time.

It hit me
I've got everything I need

I speak of the truth
The truth of the heart
Like a desperate thirst
In a raging drought
Hang in
Time flies by
There's an everlasting battle
For eternal life
I love a man from California
He's the prettiest thing
We've got the same disorder
The way you feel
Well it's okay
It's never going to change anyways

It hit me
I've got everyone I need

Are you ready to be liberated
On this sad side city street?
While the birds have been freed from their cages
I've got freedom and my youth.

I've got freedom and my youth.