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You've got my hands tied, and you've wrapped your anchors around my legsAnd these alleged wings do nothing for my shoulder bladesYou've got me courting the very brink of consumptionWith your flinch and a fleeting touch and every marathon that your tongue runsSo get, get, get, where you're goingDon't waste any time, my dear, buckle, he disappearsWill you let me be your anchor?Inhibitions to the left and right, just get where you're goingYou only find me treading in the fifth you call escapeIn a desperate attempt to forget a wandering iris that can't dilateWhen the last of your thoughts are still fresh and gleaming on your teethI'll close my eyes as words slip inside and replace the brain that's falling to my feetGet, get, get, where you're goingDon't waste any time, my dear, buckle, he disappearsWill you let me be your anchor?Inhibitions to the left and right, just get where you're going tonight From Letras Mania