"Chokehold"
By: Taken In Vain

Within your skin
The nails are buried deep
The chains are locked up tight
The keys are out of reach

You hold the hand
That holds you down

With will of glass
You shatter under pressure
Shards of a broken home
Shadows over pleasure

Bleed to be bled (Bleed to be bled)
The need to feel dead (Need to feel dead)
Just another twisted
Scene within your head

You hold the hand that holds you down
Caught in the chokehold
You hold the hand that holds you down
Caught in the chokehold

Your wounds will heal with time
But your scars will remain
Reminder in the mirror
The darkness and the pain

Bleed to be bled (Bleed to be bled)
The need to feel dead (Need to feel dead)
Just another twisted
Scene within your head

You hold the hand that holds you down
Caught in the chokehold
You hold the hand that holds you down
Caught in the chokehold

Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go

Torn apart upon the shores
The endless storm awaits
Face first in the waters
Aspirate the hate

Bleed to be bled (Bleed to be bled)
The need to feel dead (Need to feel dead)
Just another twisted
Scene within your head

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