Are you ready to be liberated..
On this sad side city street?
Well, the birds have been free from their cages..
I got freedom in my youth!
My name is Brody, I'm from Melbourne..
Fitzroy Melbourne, Fitzroy Melbourne
I grew up on Bell St. then on Bennett St.
My mom kicked out my dad for battery
Found a way, found a way..
She found a way out of spiritual penury
Working single mother in an urban struggle..
Blames herself, now cause I grew up troubled!
It hit me, I 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
You can wash it all down swallow your story
Get smacked off your head go down in drum roll glory
You won't solve it committing self inflicted crime
Go on pull the trigger this will be the last time..
I speak of the truth, the truth of the heart..
Like a desperate thirst in a raging drought
Hey, youth time flies by
There's an everlasting battle for eternal life
I love a man from California
He's the prettiest thing, we got the same disorder
The way you feel is OK
It's never gonna change anyway!
Yeah, I got freedom in my youth..
Artist: The Distillers
Album: Sing Sing Death House
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