Listen

I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t anxious
I have diagnosed anxiety disorder
Basically means I’m weird because I’m always worried
But live with The Man on your shoulders like I do and you’ll see
How fucked we are
How heavy the burden is
And how un-free the birds on the avenue are at heart
Cheat, steal, lie, pillage, burn, slash, hack
To defeat him
Feels good
To get by
Feels alright
Well,
Now
Go
And dance, sing, paint, hug, love, shake, kiss
To free yourself
And for a moment
Maybe
If you try hard enough
At this
And take it
Very
Very
Very
Fucking
Seriously
You might feel free
For one iota of a moment
You might be free
If you fight like madness clung at your doorstep was about to shoot you in the temple with your family at the stake
You might be free
You might
Love
Like you believed it
Instead of forgetting everything
You’d dream of nothing
And back
And journey to the castle above the shore
Wind through the clouds
Fall with the dew
And make angels in the snow in the grass
You might know how it feels
To be alive
If you fucking fight your ass off like nothing else mattered
And did it
Now
Now
Now
And I hope
You know
That I know
That I want you
To feel it
Victory
Love
Love
And then again
Love
Because what is life
Without it

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