Freedom - Liv Warfield

The values of love loss

A handshake is not enough

Lonely hearts don’t break

Our beliefs are under siege

To have not to search, search, search for promises

that are broken, broken, broken is out of sweet liberty faith

lived every voice still remains

I choose to be a freedom rider

nothing wrong with being a freedom fighter

So raise your fists more than ever

So raise your fists now or never

To sell your soul at what cost

And watch your lives slip away

Caught deep in societies place

It’s not to late to stake your claim

What a we here for

What have we been fighting for

My voice I’ll use to paint

A picture of piece of game

I choose to be a freedom rider

nothing wrong with being a freedom fighter

So raise your fists more than ever

So raise your fists now or never

I choose to be a freedom rider

nothing wrong with being a freedom fighter

I choose to be a freedom rider

nothing wrong with being a freedom fighter

I choose to be a freedom rider

nothing wrong with being a freedom fighter

I choose

I choose

I choose

See I choose freedom