Victims of circumstances
We've had our chances
Taken our turns
Handling the burns
So afraid to feel
Won't you set me free?
Stubborn and full of angst
My heart grown cold
I'm as scared as ever
You're still clever
I pushed you away
But I held your place
Wished you would stay
I'm ready to fight
Sick of taking flight
Please stay with me
Set me free
Banish these shackles
We're forever afraid
But you my friend
Are my only key
So now release me
And come along...
Meet me in the nether