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Sherwood - Free |
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Something's wrong |
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Wrapped up in mourning for far too long |
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Sunken eyes tracing the pavement and crooked lines |
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Paint us with crosses and sleepless night |
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And hope to be free |
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We just want to be free |
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Hope to be free |
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Who's gonna set us free? |
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Overgrown |
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All our mistakes are decieves we've sewn |
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Is it time? I saw the stones rolling back their eyes |
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Holding their breath until they see the light |
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It ought to be free |
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We just want to be free |
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We just want to be free |
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Who's gonna set us free? |
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With our golden hair in silent sway |
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We'll be home when brother finds his way |
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With our golden hair in silent sway |
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We'll be home when brother finds his way |
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With our golden hair in silent sway |
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We'll be home when brother finds his way |
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With our golden hair in silent sway |
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We'll be home when brother finds his way |
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With our golden hair in silent sway |
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We'll be home when brother finds his way |
