
You have me held up for ransom.
I can’t move, sometimes I can’t even breathe.
You’re suffocating me with your jealousy.
I’m your prisoner, can’t you see?
Can’t you see how much I’ve done to escape your arms?
They’re so cold, they used to be warm.
I’ve tried to escape.
No luck!
I’ve tried pleading my case.
No luck!
There’s no use in trying anymore.
With you, it’s always a debate.
And yet you refused to let me go…why can’t I live the way I did before?
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