You know I'm writing these words just to pass the time
Now it's thirty days and so I crossed the line
Say it's a pen that I hoped ain't no gun in my hand
It's a-help to me to make you understand
Now I know where I've come from
You won't call it the other side
You can leave when you want to
Anytime when you're ready to die
And I don't want to die
And the land where the world doesn't meant
It's a shame
Sweet freedom
Can I hope to find you here?
Sweet freedom
Is there really nothing to fear?
Sweet freedom
Can I hope to find you here?
Sweet freedom
Is there really nothing to fear?
And if the feeling is strange
How the sound which was be?
Takes to go down the floor for I've gone away
All these neat people around
Yes, they must be my friends
But nobody knows the friends are left behind
I can leave when I wanted
And there's no-one to tell me I'm wrong
All the things that I care about
Well, it seems they're still there I'm gone
And believe me I'm gone
And I don't wanna come back
Cause my life was a lie
You know I'm writing these words just to pass the time
Now it's thirty days and so I crossed the line
Say it's a pen that I hoped ain't no gun in my hand
It's a-help to me to make you understand
Now I know where I've come from
You won't call it the other side
You can leave when you want to
Anytime when you're ready to die
And I don't want to die
And the land where the world doesn't meant
It's a shame
Sweet freedom
Sweet freedom
Sweet freedom
Sweet freedom
You know I'm writing these words just to pass the time
Now it's thirty days and so I crossed the line
Say it's a pen that I hoped ain't no gun in my hand
It's a-help to me to make you understand
Now I know where I've come from
You won't call it the other side
You can leave when you want to
Anytime when you're ready to die
And I don't want to die
And the land where the world doesn't meant
It's a shame
Sweet freedom
Can I hope to find you here?
Sweet freedom
Is there really nothing to fear?
Sweet freedom
Can I hope to find you here?
Sweet freedom
Is there really nothing to fear?
You know I'm writing these words just to pass the time
Now it's thirty days and so I crossed the line
Say it's a pen that I hoped ain't no gun in my hand
It's a-help to me to make you understand
Now I know where I've come from
You won't call it the other side
You can leave when you want to
Anytime when you're ready to die
And I don't want to die
And the land where the world doesn't meant
It's a shame.