Set Me Free
Oh! Just come here and see,
these hands are tied,
tied with a rope fragile than glass.
Someone, walk upto me,
I'm pleading, while I'm on my knees,
untie this knot and set me free.
I see this rope is knitted with three strands,
the first is promise, the second is hope
yet the strongest one is morality.
Losing them once made me free
and now they're back, laughing at me
waking up my lost humanity.
they're like a leash on a man
But I'm ruthless can't you see?
Oh! lost Devil rise up again,
Rise up again and set me free.
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