Drukuj
Chains
Artysta: Chicago
I don`t want any trouble. I don`t want to make any waves.
I don`t want any conscience. And I don`t wanna be brave.
I`ve kept my distance. My feelings have never been shown.
I know that I`ve been walking fences,
Denied what I have known.
I carry chains. (I carry chains.)
Heavy, heavy chains. (Chains that are made.)
I carry chains (I carry chains) `round my feet.
I feel the weight (I feel the weight.)
Chains are the different things that should not be hanging on me.
I put my conscience under a stone, the stone under the ground.
Walked from where I had left it. I hoped it couldn`t be found.
My conscience persisted. It`s a haunted seed I have sown.
Calls me out from the distance
And it just won`t leave me alone.
I carry chains. (I carry chains.)
Chains that are made. (Chains that are made.)
I carry heavy chains. (I carry chains.)
Talk about the weight. (I feel the weight.)
Chains are the temporary things that should not be hanging on me.
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