Cruel Hand - Dead Weight 歌词

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 grip.
You've got to help yourself and quick.
I'm losing my grasp.
You've got to help yourself and fast.
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