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Shackles
by Belmont

So take your time cause I sure as hell took mine
I just got sick of waiting I just got sick of wasting away
I just got sick of waiting I just got sick of wasting time
So carelessly so carelessly
So between you and me I'm not so good at these kinds of things
So set me down on my two feet and let me drown in sincerity
Another year flew by so fast another year I'll mark my last
It's getting harder to point the blame anywhere but back at me
Hands cuffed with a trophy cuffed
Four walls now I'm feeling stuck
Locked Jaw couldn't speak enough
About how I'll never even call your bluff
Scraping these glass shards underneath my feet
I'm walking circles in defeat but I keep
Scraping these glass shards underneath your feet
What's mine is yours to forever keep just keep away
Hands cuffed with a trophy cuffed
Four walls now I'm feeling stuck
Locked Jaw couldn't speak enough
About how I'll never even call your bluff

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