Dear Prince please come to your senses. Come down from your fences and open the gate.
It seams to me that some fine things have been laid upon your table, but you only want the ones that you can't have.
She knows you got your reasons. But you gotta believe me when i say that these things that are pleasing you, can hurt you somehow.
And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talkin'. Your prison is walking through this world all alone.
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