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Sick Of It All
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Hands TiedMeð því að: Sick Of It All |
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Sick Of It All » Hands Tied |
Hands tied, eyes closed. So many things I've had to say So many chances have escaped. Facing life with blinders on A slave to my own inhibitions. And at times there's peace Moments of release From the terror that petrifies life. But it never lasts The sky's are overcast. The bravado is washed away. Hands tied, eyes closed. The things I've had to say Chances I've let escape Watch them slip away, watch them die out. Always there Hidden fear Of self doubt Cant break out. I wont let it win I cant let it win. I wont let it win I cant let it win. Close my eyes and hope Hope it goes away Hope I'm safe inside for another day. Close my eyes and hope Hope it goes away Hope I'm safe inside for another day.
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