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Jhelisa
Jhelisa
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Pete Smith
Pete Smith
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Like a ghost through the snow She's melting her way back home Hoping he'll leave her alone Through the doors voices raise Running through all of the history Fuelled bu afternoon whiskey Sometimes I shut my eyes and I fly Over the mountains over the city And sometimes I shut my eyes and I cry 'Cause I just need my freedom from pity Freedom from pity In a place words can't find She's running with arms wrapped around Hoping never to be found Now it's quiet in her room 'Cause he took what he came for And left the blame with her All the years that I hid Trapped in the room that was made Up for the life I mislaid Gotta find me a way I have to move on from the pain Freedom to dream again Once I was blind but now I see And I will stand with dignity Walk away with my head held high And I won't be the victim I found the key to unlock my door This fear won't hold me anymore 'Cause now I'm strong and I feel secure And I won't be the victim
Writer(s): Peter Andrew Smith, Jehlisa Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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