Set Us Free

There is a graveyard of broken instruments
Lying in boxes underneath your bed
An amplifier gets used as a side table instead
Mic leads make fine washing lines
Where families clothes get dry
Step foot outside
Where the yelling collides

Won't somebody set us free?
We shout for you to dig us out
Even after all these years
After all these years
After all these years

Drum kits make up shitty sculptures in city squares
Staring up in the air
Without care
You'll find many Millionaires
Who fled those battle scenes when they were Boys and Girls
Who stopped practising
Forgetting
Bad work men blame their tools
Blame their tools
Blames their tools

Won't somebody set us free?
We shout for you to dig us out
Even after all these years

We shout
For you to dig us out
We shout for you to dig us out
Without a shadow of a doubt
We shout
We shout
For you to dig us out



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Stephens
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