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.