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Dead Weight Lyrics


Cruel Hand Dead Weight


Dragging
this ball and chain,
mirrors and razor blades
When all of this dust clears,
can you recognize your face?
Pulling all your dead weight,
not willing to cut away
I'm losing my f..cking grip
You've got to help yourself and quick
I'm losing my grasp(I lost my grasp!)
I'm losing my grip! (I lost my grip)
You've got to help yourself and quick
Dragging this ball and chain
Mirrors and razor blades
When all of this dust clears
can you recognize your face
pulling all your dead weight
not willing to cut away



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