Rousseau Lyrics

A state of grace, untouched, untraced, a ritual of passage.
And from the earth, unbound at birth, you came, a noble savage.
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Rousseau is following me following me following me down to the letters
Oh are we really born free are we born free or just born again
And you think you feel yeah you think you'll be your own kind philosophy
But he's following me...
Fresh rain, like blood, like blood upon a stark and asphalt jungle
You sense these things remembering the safety of the dark
Such fantastic beasts roaming city streets
Terror takes your hand and sets you free
Rousseau is following me following me following me down to the letters
Oh are we really born free are we born free or just born again
And you think you feel yeah you think you'll be your own kind philosophy
But he's following me...
Such fantastic beasts roaming city streets
glorious machines, sigh release
Rousseau is following me following me following me down to the letters
Oh are we really born free are we born free or just born again
And you think you feel yeah you think you'll be your own kind philosophy
But he's following me...