These feelings that I use against myself,
I try and try to keep them from you,
But now you're seeing the real part of me,
The part I kept locked away,
It's creeping back...
I'm going insane...
This anger I locked up,
It's ruining my life,
And the chances of you being my wife,
Gone with the wind...
Lost to the wild,
They'll call me wild child...
Because I will run with the wind.
I cannot be chained.
Because I will die.