Like amputees
we wander aimlessly
and nothing sets us free
and nothing sets us free
if twins could not be
It's truth
and that's what it has to be
but will it ever be?
enough to set you free?
enough to set you free?
enough to set you free?
enough to set you free
from kings that clip your wings.
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