I like the lights when they hit your face
You're good as blind
But I'm to caught in you
[Chorus]
So raise your hand, throw a fist in the air,
For freedom!
For being alive, not having a care,
For freedom
Put your hands in the air!
FreedomI like the lights when they hit your face You're good as blind But I'm to caught in you [Chorus] So raise your hand, throw a fist in the air, For freedom! For being alive, not having a care, For freedom Put your hands in the air! |