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I hear your voice
Deep in my dreams
Which calls me, sounds like
A big scream but I don't care

'Cause I'm butter, butter
You know
I'm butter, butter
And I don't wanna go

Let me be saying that
I'm not playing that
This bread is not my first choice

That's why I won't move
Not another bruise
I'll never grease nothing
I will live on my own

I want to see the world
The sky and the seas
The pale moon and the apple trees
The mountains, let me find my true love

So let me free
Woah, let me free
Woah, let me free
Free to be what I want



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Writer(s): Benjamin Schote
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