360 Degrees

360 Degrees - 4:04

The fences have fallen to their knees
I don’t have to ask
I don’t have to please
You say you believe
You say your bird is free

But I fly three hundred and sixty degrees

I loved the cherry
’Til you poked out the eye
Ya, I see the dog kicked for its cry
But I don’t gotta follow misery
I sure as hell don’t gotta answer its call
You cry for freedom
You say you believe

But I fly three hundred and sixty degrees

The hippo wouldn’t get fed
If it stayed all day in bed
You don’t have to ask
You don’t have to please
You don’t got to see
Your bird is caged
You don’t gotta bleed

Three hundred and sixty degrees

I don’t gotta cry
I don’t gotta believe

Cause I fly three hundred and sixty degrees
I fly three hundred and sixty degrees