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