More songs by Tinlicker
Description
Freedom sometimes smells like overheated air - the kind that hits you in the face when you leave your old life behind and don't look back for the first time. There is something in this sound like exhaling after a long swim: your chest still feels tight, but you can already feel that you can breathe again. No promises, no “musts” - just the road, the noise in your ears, and your slightly trembling fingers.
The music is like walking barefoot on a hot road - hot, painful, but impossible to stop. Every note says: let go, stop dragging the dead behind you. Let the wind blow away the remnants of old fears, let your heart finally become light. And somewhere between these “I want my freedom” moments, you suddenly realize: yes, it seems to have already begun.
Lyrics and translation
Original
I had a heart full of lies, it helped me lose my way.
My way, my way.
And there's a whole world to walk, so why should I just stay?
To stay, to stay.
Giving up that ghost, to find my freedom.
When the end comes, I want that feeling.
I want that feeling.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom. I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom. I want my freedom.
I want my freedom. I want my freedom.
I want my freedom. I want my freedom.
I want my freedom. I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I had a heart full of gold, you wouldn't take that weight.
My weight, my, my weight.
I couldn't give you my love 'cause it's been laid to waste.
To waste, to waste. Giving up that ghost, to find my freedom.
When the end comes,
I want that feeling.
I want that feeling.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom. I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom. I want my freedom. I want my freedom. I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.
I want my freedom.