We act from anger, and spite
Then,
We clothe ourselves in our regrets
We bathe ourselves with our tears

We gamble with stability and peace
For the chance of winning
silence in our heads.

We find peace in the arms of alcohol.
And pride in the tears of others.
We surrender to music
And live in an illusion

I m giving it my all, can’t you see?
So please just set me free.

A dandelion in a field of roses, please set me free
I plea.