Take these chains off,
They have found refuge on my wrists for too long,
They have become like a bracelet I have these scars to prove it.

I’m tired of being a slave to your conservative way of thinking,
Oh, my god, I have lost feeling,
I need some sort of healing.

It’s dark in this place,
I need some light so I can see the change in clear lighting,
I came a long way to this realisation.

I need to feel the same relaxation,
Felt by someone who gets to sleep in their own bed,
After being locked up in prison for a while.

I have decided to free myself, so I can be like a bird,
And go high where they can’t hurt me no more,
Now the chains are off and are laying on the ground,
Hoping to be useful to another fool.