Running for FREEDOM

Under the black sky
Not a thing to eat
Don't get caught
Eager to have freedom
Running away from slavery
Ground is cold on thier bare feet
Ready for their one rights
Out of my eyes I see a house
Under the bright moon
No time to stop
Don't let them find you

Running for FREEDOM
About to do what they want to do
Imagine how good I'll feel being free
Long, long time but I'll soon be there
Running as fast as I can
On the run
Afraid of getting caught
Desperate for freedom

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