Are you ready to be liberated

On this sad side city streets

Well the birds have been freed from their cages

I got freedom and my youth



My name is Brody I'm from Melbourne

Fitzroy Melbourne Fitzboy Melbourne

I grew up on Bell St. then on Bennett St.

My mom kicked out my dad for battery

Found a way she found a way out of spiritual penury

Working single mother in an urban struggle

Blames herself now cause I grew up troubled

It hit me i got everything i need



My one heart felt too much from the start

Ive seen people come and go

Living large and living low

You can build up your walls sitting on death row

Let the curtain fall on your murdered soul

You can wash it all down swallow your story

Get smacked off your head go down in downroll glory

You wont solve it committing self inflicted crime

Go on pull the trigger this will be the last time



I speak of the truth the truth of the heart

Like a desperate thirst in a raging drought

Hey youth time flies by

Theres an everlasting battle for eternal life

I love a man from California

Hes the prettiest thing we got the same disorder

The way you feel is OK its never gonna change anyway



It hit me I got everything i need