| Feels like treading water
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| The way you been on my brain
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| Sinking to the bottom
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| Cut that shit off, yeah, you were my ball and chain
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| Ball and chain
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| You were my ball and chain
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| Ball and chain
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| You were my ball and chain
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| Time after time calling your bluff
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| You got me thinking that I wasn’t enough
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| I’m a prisoner, you got me locked up, oh (oh)
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| I don’t wanna leave you with a bitter taste
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| Said that I’ll forget after blowing up in flames
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| What I’m supposed to do in all this pouring rain
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| All this pouring rain, all this pouring rain
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| Still feels like treading water
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| The way you been on my brain
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| Sinking to the bottom
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| Cut that shit off, yeah, you were my ball and chain
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| Ball and chain
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| You were my ball and chain
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| Ball and chain
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| You were my ball and chain
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| Not after half way you call
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| Couldn’t help it, I had to get involved, yeah
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| Not addicted but each time I fall, yeah-yeah
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| Yeah-yeah, no
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| I don’t wanna leave you with a bitter taste
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| Almost in my primetime, waiting on the sidelines
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| Ready when the coaches call my name
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| Call my name, call my name
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| Still feels like treading water
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| The way you been on my brain
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| Sinking to the bottom
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| Cut that shit off, yeah, you were my ball and chain
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| Ball and chain
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| You were my ball and chain
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| Ball and chain
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| You were my ball and chain
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| If you come around
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| I might drown
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| If you come around, don’t come around
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| Don’t come around no more
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| If you come around
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| I might drown
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| If you come around, don’t come around
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| Don’t—
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| Yeah, still feels like treading water
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| The way you been on my brain
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| Sinking to the bottom
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| Cut that shit off, yeah, you were my ball and chain |