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Emma Madden

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I punched straight through the wall And I pictured your mouth That smirk on your face

It held me chained to the ground There I learned that you liked How you could keep me down It had me left looking for Some key to break out So I used my fists But never on someone else I cracked the drywall and my skin ′Cause it felt good as hell Yeah I used my fists To break out of the spell that you kept me in And now I think I'm doing well Don′t mind these bruises on my hands 'Cause I'd rather not tell you I used my fists I broke right through your chain Then I sought my escape No, that cuff on my wrist wasn′t the worst of the pain Still I learned that sometimes there′s just no other way So if it helps you forget Shit, I'll take all the blame Then I′ll use my fists But never on someone else I'll crack the drywall, then my skin ′Cause it felt good as hell Yeah I'll use my fists To keep out of the spell that you kept me in I′d like to think I'm doing well Don't mind these bruises on my hands ′Cause I′d rather not tell you I used my fists I used my fists To break out of the spell of all my quiet resentment And the fact that I could tell you thought me all too innocent So I guess that I should tell ya That I I punched straight through the wall And I pictured your mouth That smirk on your face It held me chained to the ground There I learned that you liked How you could keep me down It had me left looking for Some key to break out So I use my fists But never on someone else I'll crack the drywall, then my skin ′Cause it felt good as hell Yeah I'll use my fists To break out of the spell that you kept me in And now I think I′m doing well Don't mind these bruises on my hands ′Cause I'd rather not tell you I use my fists I use my fists I use my fists

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