“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