“With My Hands Tied” by Krishna Bhaskar is a soul-baring anthem for anyone who’s ever felt stuck in life’s tug-of-war. It’s about resilience, quiet truth, and the beauty of being a little lost—but never fake.

I have been wrong

But never lied

I have stood feeling lost

With my hands tied

I believed in myself

And had my own style

I get pushed by my fate

I have a different smile

I don’t understand this game

I don’t want to play

When everyone is far ahead

I am stuck in my pretty clay

They had me in once

They had me in twice

They had me in again

I’ve been paying my price

Things could be different

We could’ve made it to that town

You had a big map

You had the crown

I have been wrong

But never lied

I have stood feeling lost

With my hands tied