The Chain歌词
Ingrid Michaelson - The Chain (Live From Webster Hall)
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The sky looks pissed.
The wind talks back.
The bones are shifting in my skin
and you my love are gone.
My room seems wrong.
The bed wont fit.
I can not seem to operate
and you my love are gone.
So glide away on soapy heels and promise
not to promise anymore and
if you come around again then i will take,
then i will take the chain from off the door.
I'll never say, I'll never love.
but i don't say a lot of things
and you my love are gone.
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