None Of The Above

I am I, myself alone
Realize I never need to use no one
When it comes down to my soul
Freedom puts my faith in none of the above

There was a time I was so afraid
Of everything people around me said
That I wanted to hide my face in the shadows

There was a time on a bed of nails
I was dreaming a plan up that could not fail
But no power under the sun could pull it together

[Chorus:]
Can't take this attitude
Got to show now I've got to move on
God knows where I'm going to
Its a lonely burning question

I am I myself alone
Realize I never need to use No-one
Money, power, Holy roads.
Freedom puts my faith in none of the above

If there's a time that we ever see
The nature of life in reality
Then I want to be there
To kick at the answer

[Chorus]

I am I myself alone
Realize I never need to use No-one
When it comes down to my soul
Freedom puts my faith in none of the above
I am I myself alone
Realize I never need to use No-one
Money, power, Holy roads.
Freedom puts my faith in none of the above

[MIDDLE]

I am I myself alone
Realize I never need to use No-one
When it comes down to my soul
Freedom puts my faith in none of the above
I am I myself alone
Realize I never need to use No-one
Money, power, Holy roads.
Freedom puts my faith in none of the above

None of the above
My faith in none of the above
None of the above
I stand by none of the above
None of the above
I stand by none of the above

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