作词 : Khushi 作曲 : Khushi You don't strike me at the type to start a scuffle But I see fire in your eyes each time someone's in your way something's clenched a sense of hidden inner struggle you're aching for the day when there's a break in the noise to say I'm kind of stuck in a hole Kinda stucking holding on Been carrying weight so long somebody lift it from me From me From me Let these strange seasons bleed from me From me give me reasons to breathe Find the freedom that fell from me You cut yourself off time and again you smothered The truer you is a stranger you'd pass in the street Without looking back or in fact you'd maybe mutter What a fool what to do who are you to dare to be moving so free Now kind of stuck in a hole Kinda stucking holding on Been carrying weight so long somebody lift it from me From me From me Let these strange seasons bleed from me From me give me reasons to breathe Find the freedom that fell from me Is this some kind of record Taking light years to settle Must be some kind of record To drag this diamond devil Somebody lift it from me From me Me From me give me reasons to breathe Find the freedom that fell from me Let these strange seasons bleed from