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LIBERATED
album cover
LIBERATED was released on September 18, 2026 by Crafted Sounds as a part of the album EVERYTHING IS FLEETING
September 18, 2026
LabelCrafted Sounds
LanguageEnglish
BPM134
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

I can’t give my trust away (trust away)
In the hands of someone new (someone new)
I keep, running circles in my mind (running circles, running circles)
Even when it don’t even serve me (it don’t serve me)
I let it slide ( i let it slide(
Oh baby
Call it like i see it
Intuition reeling
On the edge, fuming (fuming)
What am i suppose to do (What am i suppose to do)
You got me
Lookin crazy, Baby
Don’t make me raise my voice
Don’t make me raise my voice
When will i feel liberated
But running from myself
Tryna protect my peace (my peace)
I got this chip on my shoulder
It can’t always be spring
In my head, in my hands, outta touch outta reach
In my head, in my hands, outta touch outta reach
In my head, in my hands, outta touch outta reach
You don’t wanna see me pop off
Or do ya do ya
At the end of the day
Its your projection
In my direction, oh
You can’t be honest (no, no)
Just be honest to me
I dare you (uh huh)
You got me trapped in a cage
Going fully insane
Is it even worth it (worth it)
No aint worth it, like
What am i suppose to do
You got me
Lookin crazy, Baby
Don’t make me raise my voice
Don’t make me raise my voice
When will i feel liberated
But running from myself
Tryna protect my peace (my peace)
I got this chip on my shoulder (on my shoulder)
It can’t always be spring (It can’t always be spring
In my head, in my hands, outta touch outta reach
In my head, in my hands, outta touch outta reach
In my head, in my hands, outta touch outta reach
Uh huh
Hey!
In my head, in my hands, outta touch outta reach
outta touch outta reach
outta touch outta reach
I don’t wanna have any regrets
Or live in the past (the past)
Cuz the birds are calling my name
And the leaves are dancing for me (for me)
In spite of it all (all)
I don’t wanna have any regrets
Or live in the past
Cuz the birds are calling my name
And the leaves are dancing for me (for me)
Written by: Eman El Saied
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