Tied To A Chair

Outcasted, living in Hell
Take a coin, throw it down a wishing well
Off to the dance, time of my life
No one told me I'd have to face a knife

Tied to a chair, ripping the seams
I hear them laugh as I scream
In a dark room, seeing them outside
Jaws on the floor, eyes open wide

Tied to a chair, blood hits the floor
As they dig it in just a little more
Look at my face, see the fucking scar
Can't run from the past, well not very far

Tied to a chair, rope on my wrist
Nothing to defend myself from their bruising fists
Tied to a chair, left to face my doom
As they left me alone, they left the room



Credits
Writer(s): Zack Stokes
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