Darwin Deez - Free (The Editorial Me)

Life is a greenhouse gas
Half the police in masks
Pretending to be my friend
But nothing can box me in

Cause I’m free, yeah
Cause I’m free, yeah
Cause I’m free, yeah
I’m free, yeah

I’ll be the first to dance
With every new circumstance
I smile at the scene I see
Cause I decide what it means to me
Cause I can
Because I’m free, yeah

Cause I’m free, yeah
Cause I’m free, yeah
Cause I’m free, yeah, yeah, yeah

Enclosed for your review
Is a picture of you
Before you knew
And circled in red
Are the things you said
When you lost your head
And got in bed
Cause God is dead

But to whom it may concern
It’s no longer that person’s turn, it’s mine

And I’m free, yeah
I’m free, yeah
Well I’m free, yeah
I’m free, yeah, yeah, yeah

Cause I’m free, yeah
I’m free, yeah, yeah
Well I’m free, yeah
Cause I’m free, yeah, yeah, yeah

Dear sir(s),
We regret to inform you
The norm you conform to
Does not meet our needs at this time
But of course you may try to reapply for membership
And resubmit your manuscript
When the man you’ve scripted’s hands are lifted to the sky
And the old you dies
Sincerely,
The editorial me
The editorial me, yeah yeah