Shackles

Belmont

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    So take your time cause I sure as hell took mine
    I got so sick of waiting, I got so sick of wasting away
    I got so sick of waiting, I got so sick of wasting time
    So carelessly
    So carelessly

    So between you and me, I’m not so good at these kinds of things
    So set me down on my two feet and let me drown in sincerity
    Another year flew by so fast another year I’ll mark my last
    It’s getting harder to point the blame anywhere but back at me

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    Hands cuffed to the trophy cup
    Four walls now I’m feeling stuck
    Locked jaw couldn’t speak enough
    About how I’ll never even call your bluff
    I won't call your bluff

    Scraping these glass shards underneath my feet
    I’m walking circles in defeat but I keep
    Scraping these glass shards underneath your feet
    What’s mine is yours to forever keep just keep away

    Hands cuffed to the trophy cup
    Four walls now I’m feeling stuck
    Locked jaw couldn’t speak enough
    About how I’ll never even call your bluff

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    Composición: Brian Lada, Jason Ty, Belmont y Samuel Moshe Patt

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