Let go of me
You shackled my feet
And don't give me even trying to leave
You tied my hands
And don't give a chance
To say anything in my own defense
But what is sense
In your restrictions
But what is sense
In your forbiddance
And maybe we are going nowhere
So let me be fair:
I'm stuck in you
And maybe we are going nowhere
But like in quicksand
I'm sink in you
Oh
please
Let go
of me
Get out
from me
I'm begging please
Let go of me
While it's not too late
You know me
There nothing will be
What you deserve or even something you need
Try to see
There's nothing to keep
So why are you still trying to hold me
But what is sense
In your restrictions
But what is sense
In your forbiddance
And maybe we are going nowhere
So let me be fair:
I'm stuck in you
And maybe we are going nowhere
But like in quicksand
I'm sink in you
Oh
please
Let go
of me
Get out
from me
I'm begging please
Let go of me
While it's not too late
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