There's a cold fire There's a crossfire And there's something Inside, inside
And we'll never, never Make it And we'll never, never Break it
Until, until
There's a long game That's a wrong chain And it's something We all hide it Inside
And we'll never, never make it And we'll never, never break it Until we learn to see Until we set free
And you got style And you got grace And you got the means To leave that place But you'll never, never make it And you'll never, never break it
Until you learn to see Until you set free
So set free Set free
Set free Set free
Free, oh Set free
If we could see that this was all that we need Inside our minds Bodies and souls We wouldn't run and we would let go Cause we'd realize That we had That we had no control