I just don't believe
I'm ready for today
This paranoid pain [bad word] back again
Oh that picture Momma placed
By the window how oh I hate my face
And there's people all outside
Behind the curtains silver lines
With all their lies
they're all like mine all like mine
But when the wind blows
I'll go I'll go

And I will be released
Break these chains set me free
And I will be released
Break these chains

I can think of better days
They were brighter in a way
Words were not this grey
But now prices will be paid
when I walk in the path
Of all you guilty ones someday
Cause I cannot help my heart
When it's beating in the dark
Afraid next time I won't cry
I won't cry
And when the times change

I'll go away I'm away
 [bad word] 
Like a pilot I will fly
way up in the sky
I'll be free I'll be high high high
And I will be released
Break these chains
Break these chains

So I can be released
Praying on my knees
That I can be released
I will be released oh
I will be released
Praying on my knees
That I will be released
 [bad word] 
I can think of better days
They were golden in a way
Words were not this grey
But I can break these chains