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Verse 1
On this wet day
no sun shone on your door
paint wouldn't touch my page
as you lay on the floor
misleading thoughts going through your mind
help you seek, but none you will find


Verse 2
Illusion has wept years dry
can't possess a soul
that dictum says die
your time, you're whole
what cuts you inside
bleeds from the top
keeping it steady
and yet you're not

Chorus
Bound in chains of desire
Tight wire
No god in a needle
No blood from a stone
Burning bridges to ground
Bound
In chains of desire
Chains of desire
Chains of desire

Verse 3
Searching for grains of truth
in Houses of the Holy
sugar of our youth
for ashes fall slowly
seeking default in your mind
trying to keep that pain behind

Bridge
Why did life take you down?
Air drops to ground
Gravity commands
Where you are
Salt of sun
Dust of stars
Salt of sun
Dust of stars
All you are

Chorus
Bound in chains of desire
Tight wire
No god in a needle
No blood from a stone
Burning our bridges to ground
Bound
In chains of desire
Chains of desire
Chains of desire