Dead Weight

He's a kid he's a soul he's a rag doll
He's a chemical
He's a bag in the wind he's a tag in
He's a swimmer in a current

He's a bone holding flesh he's a blood test
He's a messenger
He's the cold on an old snow-covered road
He's trapped inside a mirror

Bite the edge, get your teeth in, cock the gun, feel it breathing
Taste the noise, begging to leave control, eating from a bleeding hand
Pulling on a dead weight
Pulling on a dead weight

He's a face on the end of a chain, he's a wrecking ball
He's erased what he came here to save
He's the ripple on the surface

He's afraid when he talks so he shuts off
He's a montage
There's a rock in his skin where he digs in
But the diamonds buried deeper

Keep pulling up
Pullin' on a dead weight
Keep crawling up
Pulling on a dead weight



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Lewis
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