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Chains

I got sick of you, you got sick of me
But there's nothin' that We will never see
It's a melody I know you can hear
Cause I feel the same it wont disappear

There's an empty glass that I have to fill
Seems I have to pay an enourmus bill
You can laugh at me but I've got a deal
With another me thirsty and surreal

I don't wanna break those chains, they're in my head
I know everything could fall and I should not care

My world's just begun slowly to destroy
I just need a burst, I just need a joy
You think that you can give an hand to me
Using those old chains, i need to be free

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