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BOUND
LEGS OF CONCRETE
ARMS OF STEEL
SO DEEP IN THIS RELATIONSHIP
SUMTIMES IT CANT BE REAL
FEELS JUST LIKE IM SINKING
WALLS KEEP CAVING IN
BARACADED IN LOVE
AND DRUNKIN BY SIN
HOW DO YOU KEEP LOVING?
WHEN NO ONE'S LOVING BACK
EVERYTIME I LET GO
I FEEL UNDERATTACK
ARMS TO HEAVY TO LIFT
LEGS SO HARD IM RUNNING LIKE IM STIFF
ALL I KEEP THINKIN IS WAT IF
WHAT IF I WAS AH BETTER WOMAN
THEN FOR HIM MY HEART COULD BEAT
BUT I FEEL ALONE AND STUCK
LIKE SUMONE'S TRYNA DROWN ME
JUST WANTING TO FEEL HIS TOUCH
FEELING LOST AND SINKING
MY HEART HAS TURNED COLD
THIS MUST BE QUICKSAND,
THIS LOVE SHOULD BE AH MOLD
GASPING FOR AIR
BODY TO HEAVY TO LIFT
HANDS MADE OF STEEL
HE COULDNT EVEN GRIP
TO HEAVY TO MOVE MY BODY BOUND
ARMS OF STEEL
SO DEEP IN THIS RELATIONSHIP
SUMTIMES IT CANT BE REAL
FEELS JUST LIKE IM SINKING
WALLS KEEP CAVING IN
BARACADED IN LOVE
AND DRUNKIN BY SIN
HOW DO YOU KEEP LOVING?
WHEN NO ONE'S LOVING BACK
EVERYTIME I LET GO
I FEEL UNDERATTACK
ARMS TO HEAVY TO LIFT
LEGS SO HARD IM RUNNING LIKE IM STIFF
ALL I KEEP THINKIN IS WAT IF
WHAT IF I WAS AH BETTER WOMAN
THEN FOR HIM MY HEART COULD BEAT
BUT I FEEL ALONE AND STUCK
LIKE SUMONE'S TRYNA DROWN ME
JUST WANTING TO FEEL HIS TOUCH
FEELING LOST AND SINKING
MY HEART HAS TURNED COLD
THIS MUST BE QUICKSAND,
THIS LOVE SHOULD BE AH MOLD
GASPING FOR AIR
BODY TO HEAVY TO LIFT
HANDS MADE OF STEEL
HE COULDNT EVEN GRIP
TO HEAVY TO MOVE MY BODY BOUND
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