Set Me Free - SiM

1, 2, 3 it’s almost over

set me free

I want it forever

under my feet you are dead like a bee

I woke up in the dream

I cleaned up my sight with white cream

then I heard a fucking scream

sixty realities and fifty-nine dreams

I’m sick of this forty-five views

and be fucking refused

no time to choose the way out of this shoe

1, 2, 3 it’s almost over

set me free

I want it forever

under my feet you are dead like a bee

everything we have to take

and everything we have to know reminds me

why I still hate you

can you keep a secret that how to erase it?

do you want to know how I leave it?

if you want to know come into my basement

I want to show you movement at the moment

day dream hasn’t power to take back your ice cream

every fucking stupid thing

you took with hooked con is listed on my book

so don’t try to cook me

why everything try to fuck with me?

1, 2, 3 it’s almost over

set me free

I want it forever

under my feet you are dead like a bee

everything we have to take

and everything we have to know reminds me

why I still hate you

thousands of broken dreams

and the silent scream make me sick

I tired of breathing

I hate to hear your voices

water mirror and the moonlight

I’m chasing all day

1, 2, 3 it’s almost over

set me free

I want it forever

under my feet you are dead like a bee

everything we have to take

and everything we have to know reminds me

why I still hate you