Bends

The Chain Gang Of 1974

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Can you feel it?
It never left your side
It's with you all the time
Can you take it?
It doesn't know no bounds
It's waiting to hold on
And then it cries again
Can you feel it?
When I’m feeling this tall
I've got that much further to fall
I think I might be sick
But even so, I’ll keep on drinking

When am I supposed to love myself?
Is it when I’m 45?
Perhaps with her right by my side?
Is it when I’m in a house without four walls?
Hanging up on every call?
Will I be someone after all?
Stuck here with the bends

Am I guilty for sitting on the floor?
Dramatically, I’m bored
With a taste for a peppermint bouquet
Which moves like a ballet
Enticing even more
Can you feel it?
I know I’m far from grace
And I don't know what else to say
But does God feel remorse?
I'm up all night constantly thinking

When am I supposed to love myself?
Is it when I’m 45?
Perhaps with her right by my side?
Is it when I’m in a house without four walls?
Hanging up on every call?
Will I be someone after all?
Stuck here with the bends

Sick of the silence in this room
And the chatter in my head moves
Left and right in a constant loop
(I’ve got that much further to fall)
Can you feel it? It never left your side
It's with you all the time
Can you take it?
It doesn't know no bounds
Sick of the silence in this room
And the chatter in my head moves
Left and right in a constant loop

Can you feel it?
It never left your side
It's with you all the time
Can you take it?
It doesn't know no bounds

Sick of the silence in this room
And the chatter in my head moves
Left and right in a constant loop
(I’ve got that much further to fall)
Sick of the silence in this room
And the chatter in my head moves
Left and right in a constant loop
(It doesn't know no bounds, no no)
Sick of the silence in this room
And the chatter in my head moves
Left and right in a constant loop
Sick of the silence in this room
And the chatter in my head moves
Left and right in a constant loop