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Land of the Free

by Ross Edgar

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This song is imaginary. The human brain is fascinating. Death is release from emotion and pain. Sleep is similar. Reality is not real. Reality is a product of your perception. You already know that though, don't you? Nothing really means anything. We create concepts to explain to ourselves and give ourselves meaning. There is none.
If all these things are true and 9/11 is a poster/cover up, then why are there still fuckers sitting in glass towers moving everyone else around like pawns while gorging on their own fattened greed and entitlement? We have no freedom.

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I go to the land of the dead where the only sunshine is the thought that's in your head
I go to the village of the free where the only expense is you of your grip on reality
and I laugh as the numb wipes the pride and then I have to rebuild from what's left inside
I see there's not much left here for me but it gives me an excuse to make a brand new philosophy

Now I'm thinking, I'm not sinking, I'm ready to rise up
I've not given this enough
Now I'm preying, I'm not saying: I believe in God
Because I've questioned that a lot

I go to the land without creed where the only requirement is to have human need
I flow along the river of the free where you can make your own doubts and they shape your reality
I know there's nothing left here for me as the entity has taken all individuality
And I rock back and forth in my padded room where they put me by force

Now I'm thinking they are sinking, clinging to a dying world that ain't for every boy and girl
Now I'm saying we're delaying, just like the passing of time I think there are people that will get left behind

Ready to explode, rebuild so simple, the accent is evil
the system is the devil
You might listen to me once, you'll not listen again , unlike shit on the radio 'cause my shit's not pretend
You'll not recognize my voice because it's not under control. silence ain't a choice in a damaged world you know
Read the metaphors you'll see: the other side of me
I don't care about you. And I don't care about me.

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released November 6, 2014

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Ross Edgar Belfast, UK

Producer and songwriter from Northern Ireland making a lot of music

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