Freedom is a precious thing
A right that we all should sing
It's a feeling that's hard to describe
A feeling that's hard to hide
It's the feeling of being alive
The feeling of being free
It's the feeling of being able to choose
The feeling of being me
It's the feeling of being unbound
The feeling of being free
It's the feeling of being able to soar
The feeling of being me
It's the feeling of being unencumbered
The feeling of being free
It's the feeling of being able to fly
The feeling of being me
It's the feeling of being liberated
The feeling of being free
It's the feeling of being
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