The consequences of your actions
Are a burden I suppose I asked for
When I agreed to belong to you
When I offered you sanctuary in my arms
Yet tonight - they are so heavy
And I no longer wish to carry them
My legs are so tired darling
Please just admit that you were wrong
My legs are so tired darling
Break the generational chain that binds us to this nonsense.
Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 12:34 AM UTC
The consequences of your actions
Are a burden I suppose I asked for
When I agreed to belong to you
When I offered you sanctuary in my arms
Yet tonight - they are so heavy
And I no longer wish to carry them
My legs are so tired darling
Please just admit that you were wrong
My legs are so tired darling
Break the generational chain that binds us to this nonsense.
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