Freedom - Instrumental

Yea
All we want is some
All we want is some
All we want is
All we want is
All we want is some
All we want is some

We want it, need it more than oxygen, tell me what you'd do to reach it
(What you'd do to reach it)
We want it, we need it, if it's not the greener grass, look underneath it
(Just look underneath it)
They told me we have it, if that's the case take my data and delete it
(Take it and delete it)
I don't trust the system, they promise perfection with business and gimmicks, I
I don't trust the system, it turned ancestor spirits into some digits
Now I look at my future and I refuse to detect any limits, I

Wonder if we'll ever be complete
Hidden chains around your feet
Haven't been convincing me, me, me, me
(No, no, no)
I just want some clouds under my feet
Tell me how I can be free
Keep, keep, keep it discreet, keep it discreet
(Yea, yea)
I just want to be
(Just wanna be, wanna be, wanna be)
The pilot of my destiny
(Please, please)
My grip is on these keys, these keys, these
(Gripping)
When I collapse like debris, like debris, like debris

Yo, everybody's playing characters and roles
Till the flesh grows cold
Close curtains and your fist, never fit me in a script
Know I'm rare like a son born during an eclipse
I'm equipped
To keep calm in the chaos
When I'm not focused on accumulating like a kiosk
I look within to find a bit of something I think we lost
A taste of freedom and harmony with tree moss

I keep the search going like it's missing persons
Cuz our time on Earth is like tomorrow, uncertain
Why should we be defined
By currency signs
Or seeking careers peers wish to find
We all intertwine, don't undermine
Find freedom from inner lies, location ties, prying eyes
and what leaders hide
That's real right
(Is that, is that)
Tell me, tell me, tell me
That's real, right
(Is that, is that, is that, is that)
The answer to that question might keep me up at night

Wonder if we'll ever be complete
Hidden chains around your feet
Haven't been convincing me, me, me, me
(No, no, no)
I just want some clouds under my feet
Tell me how I can be free
Keep, keep, keep it discreet, keep it discreet
(Yea, yea)
I just want to be
(Just wanna be, wanna be, wanna be)
The pilot of my destiny
(Please, please)
My grip is on these keys, these keys, these
(Gripping)
When I collapse like debris, like debris, like debris, like debris, like debris