Distillers - Seneca Falls Lyrics
Oh, it's set in 1848, in the crush of New York StateAnd the thing about destiny is it never ever makes mistakesSusan B. AnthonyForever haunting meOwned, raped, sold, thrownA woman was never her ownThey cried, "Freedom, rise up for me"I want, I want, I want freedomOh, it's set in 1848, in the crush of New York StateAnd the thing about destiny is it never ever sets you freeElizabeth CadyForever reminding meI don't steal the air I breatheFreedom, rise up for me