Are you ready to be liberatedOn this sad side city streetsWell the birds have been freed from their cagesI got freedom and my youthMy name is Brody Im from MelbourneFitzroy Melbourne Fitzroy MelbourneI grew up on Bell St. then on Bennett St.My mom kicked out my dad for batteryFound a way she found a way out of spiritual penuryWorking single mother in an urban struggle Blames herself now cause I grew up troubledIt hit me i got everything i needMy one heart felt too much from the startIve seen people come and goLiving large and living lowYou can build up your walls sitting on death rowLet the curtain fall on your murdered soulYou can wash it all down swallow your storyGet smacked off your head go down in downroll gloryYou wont solve it committing self inflicted crimeGo on pull the trigger this will be the last timeI speak of the truth the truth of the heartLike a desperate thirst in a raging droughtHey youth time flies byTheres an everlasting battle for eternal lifeI love a man from
California Hes the prettiest thing we got the same disorderThe way you feel is OK its never gonna change anywayIt hit me i got everything i need