Ivanhoe - Tin Cans Liberty lyrics

I went crazy till I realize the useless thrill Your soul is packed with Gom Jabbar Yes you've come too far Ain't got no perfect heart And who's got one anyway This is your time your liberty You should be free You're waiting for tomorrow And for a better time, no sorrow Out of your suffering, fall into your old example Hold on to what makes you strong this time Save me, is your eternal cry Your only goal's to lose the game The easy way to play insane A wicked angry man with your bitter tin can Right – to find the ground, you have to go down Just leave your pain, this low degree, for liberty You're waiting for tomorrow And for a better time, no sorrow Out of your suffering, fall into your old example Hold on to what makes you strong this time