| Sometimes | |
| I feel like | |
| I can't break away, and | |
| I can ever get free from these chains... | |
| It burns me up, it tears me up inside- inside... | |
| My soul is forced to the ground, can the source ever be found... | |
| Can I get free... | |
| Struggling to calm the fire, with everyday it rises higher. | |
| Face to face with my own hate, will it destroy me as it saves? | |
| Calm the fire- can | |
| I calm this fire... | |
| Now... Get | |
| Free! |