Better Days

Fed my fire, Lit my fuse,
You're what tied me down, You're what held me back.
I would have rose up from this, I would have let this go,
But you blinded me, Blinded me with lies.
I have a hope, I have a reason,
To rise up from this pain, Wipe away these tears.
World says to hold on, Mot let this go,
We have forced reasons to cry,
Gripped pain tightly and prepared to die,
My heart tries to bread free, From itself turning black,
Try to let go of this pain, And forget our past