Don’t go, go I swear I won’t. Don’t go, go. Here comes on me, call it freedom Frain I’m drowning, I’m still breathing. My wings are clipped now, Still I can’t come down. As I don’t mean, you can’t see this Razorblade, my heart is beating. But then, again, it feels like freedom It tastes so sweet on my lips. If this ain’t freedom, Then, babe, I don’t know what is. Pain or pleasure, what you’re meaning? Fantasy real in my dreaming Then your world’s upside down, You don’t fall, you fly down. As I don’t mean, you can’t see this Razorblade, my heart is beating. But then, again, it feels like freedom It tastes so sweet on my lips. If this ain’t freedom, Then, babe, I don’t know what is. It feels like freedom, It tastes so sweet on my lips. If this ain’t freedom, Then, babe, I don’t know what is. Feel so free