Set Free

Verse 1

Yeah, I don’t think you understand,

You don’t see the real me standin’ here.

You still picture quicksand,

Like I’m drownin’ in the same old fear.

But I’m not sinking in sand anymore,

I clawed my way out, tore skin to bone.

You still knock on a locked old door,

Tryna drag me back to who I was before.

Yeah, I caused you pain — I won’t rewrite it,

I was chaos with a pulse, I can’t deny it.

I handed you conflict wrapped up in skin,

Left broken glass where trust had been.

I planted the old me inside your brain,

So every time I smile, you brace for pain.

Every time I’m quiet, you expect relapse,

Every deep breath feels like a trap.

Pre-Chorus

But you don’t see the nights I fought,

The prayers I prayed when hope felt lost.

You don’t see the grave I dug

The person who climbed out covered in blood.

Chorus

I’ve been set free — not perfectly, but free.

Chains still rattle, but they don’t own me.

You see the addict — I see the redeemed.

You see my history — I see what He’s redeemed.

I’m not who I was, even if you still see them

That version died — I don’t grieve them

Yeah, I broke things — that much is true,

But I’m building something stronger than you ever knew.

Verse 2

You memorized my worst mistakes,

Every lie, every promise I’d break.

You built your walls brick by brick,

Every time I spiraled, every time I slipped.

And I get it — trust ain’t cheap,

Scars run wide and they cut deep.

I don’t expect your fear to vanish,

After all the damage I managed.

But don’t confuse your memory

With my identity.

Don’t chain me to yesterday’s grave

When I’ve already walked away.

Yeah, I planted the old me in your brain,

But I uprooted them through tears and pain.

That soil don’t grow that no more —

I burned that field to the core.

Bridge (Build / Drop Section)

Say what you want — I’m still standing.

Judge what you see — I’m still standing.

Call me addict — I’m still standing.

Call me broken — I’m still standing.

Not by my strength.

Not by my will.

But by a mercy

That’s holding me still.

Final Chorus (Lifted)

I’ve been set free — not spotless, but free.

Grace rewrote what you thought you knew of me.

You see the addict — I see the son.

You see the battle — I see it won.

I’m not sinking in sand anymore.

I’m not that person you knew before.

I won’t erase what I put you through —

But I won’t let it define what I’m becoming too.