Rockets red glare
A drunk distant stare
No more freedom for me
On In-D-Pendence day
In dependence day
I depend on so much
To go right
I write in the night
Somethings not right it seems
Balls and chains on my soul
I have no control
Of my dreams
On Independence Day
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