It might sound mean when I talk But I lead when I walk I have seen what's the top I achieve I won't stop Mentally try to shock I have sins I don't wash Since thirteen I have fought I have reached what I sought I move past like a clock I'ma takin' your blood Stole the keys to the lock Now I'm leavin' the dark See I'm mean when I'm lost The routine had no stop See you live, I keep risin' There's this year no get lost So I'm gonna keep on Screamin' Screamin' Screamin' Screamin' 'Til I get my Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom So I'ma never stop Dreamin' Dreamin' Dreamin' Drеamin' So I'ma never stop Dreamin' Drеamin' Dreamin' Dreamin' I'll be like a plane that keeps pushin' I'll bleed for what I've won I have grown to the rain I'm still ridin' through the storm Over my shoulder I've been lookin' I'm always on the run I can get in to the backs So I'ma breakin' through the front They told me patience is a virtue But fuck it weigh a ton I lift what I can carry You will know when I'm done I exist I become With my music I stun Been junior since young I'm exactly where I want So I'm gonna keep on Screamin' Screamin' Screamin' Screamin' 'Til I get my Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom So I'ma never stop Dreamin' Dreamin' Dreamin' Dreamin' So I'ma never stop Dreamin' Dreamin' Dreamin' Dreamin'

Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside a doorway as thunder went crashing As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight And for each and every underdog soldier in the night And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Through the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched With faces hidden as the walls were tightening As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain Dissolved into the bells of the lightning Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake Tolling for the luckless, they abandoned and forsaked Tolling for the outcast, burning constantly at stake And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Through the mad, mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder As the clanging of the church bells blew far into the breeze Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind And the poet and the painter far behind his rightful time And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales For the disrobed faceless forms of no position Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts All down in taken-for-granted situations Tolling for the deaf and blind, tolling for the mute For the mistreated, mate-less mother, the mis-titled prostitute For the misdemeanor outlaw, chained and cheated by pursuit And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flared And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting Electric light still struck like arrows fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin' Tolling for the searching ones on their speechless seeking trail For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale And for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Starry-eyed and laughing as I recall when we were caught Trapped by no track of hours for they hang suspended As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look Spellbound and swallowed 'til the tolling ended Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused, Accused, misused, strung-out ones and worse And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'