Unchain

I've grown a crooked spine I've carried these chains all my life Up and down the streets Every day I drag defeats My shoulders sag and bow With each trespass i sew The weed will find the crack My guilt keeps creeping back A new voice speaks to me it wants to set me free When gutter hands grab ahold Don't be dismayed, don't be troubled The grip is frail, the strength is weak You're not chained to defeat When gutter hands grab ahold Don't be dismayed, don't be troubled The grip is frail, the strength is weak You're not chained to your defeats You're set free Does the steer drag the plow Or do i wear the yoke? Driven by these masters, I'm prisoner I carry the cross of shouldn't haves And the distaste of past regrets Cling to my tongue A new voice speaks to me it wants to set me free When gutter hands grab ahold Don't be dismayed, don't be troubled The grip is frail, the strength is weak You're not chained to defeat When gutter hands grab ahold Don't be dismayed, or troubled The grip is frail, the strength is weak You're not chained to your defeats Do not keep Your defeats The last weight, last burden The noose thats' suffocating me To acquit, to forgive The reflection, staring back at me Where there's freedom Then there is life Set yourself free Time to unchain