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Tell me what is freedom? Now is it just a word Without meaning preserved? Is it really so absurd To live in a lie where they capitalise on democracy? Abusing the faith of the majority Call the police I wish to report a robbery Freedom has been stolen by those in authority Taking us to war in the name of liberty All they bring is misery, grief and control Delivering the right to do as you're told And the chance to trade your life for a trickle of gold Freedom is a word that is getting old Freedom is a concept bought and sold Freedom is a word that's been undermined Freedom is a word that's been redefined Freedom is a lie that we've been spoon-fed Freedom is a word that's dead Freedom is a word that's dead Freedom is a word that's dead Tell me is there a free man standing in this room? Or is everybody here dancing to the same old tune? Have we all been deceived? Caught up in the same routine Every day bound in chains that are felt but never seen Will we know a world past the invisible cage? Beyond the laws and all the lies and the weekly wage There's a world out there unknown to these virgin eyes Where freedom is the truth not oppression in disguise Rewritten and revised, meaning compromised Written on lies that you can't justify We defy we arise side by side we all cry Now open up your eyes and read between the lines Freedom is a word that's been undermined Freedom is a word that's been redefined Freedom is a lie that we've been spoon-fed Freedom is a word that's dead Freedom is a word that's dead Freedom is a word that's dead Freedom is a word that's been undermined Freedom is a word that's been redefined Freedom is a lie that we've been spoon-fed Freedom is a word that's dead Freedom is a word that's dead Freedom is a word that's dead Freedom is a word that's dead