Clutches (Master)

Gabriel Bonancin

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I nearly lost myself again
Feel like the walls are closing in
I feel the clutches in my bones

Maybe the soft touch of her skin
Could be the door I’m walking in
Could be the comfort of my home

Well I can feel the whole world in my shoulders
I’m fed out, I’m fed out
But everything seems perfect when I hold her
I’m knocked out, I’m knocked out

I try to put this pain away
I spend my whole life in a day
Building a new world of my own

Maybe the soft touch of her skin
Could bring a brand new start again
Could put the right words in my song

Well I can feel the whole world in my shoulders
I’m fed out, I’m fed out
But everything seems perfect when I hold her
I’m knocked out, I’m knocked out

I’m done playing strong
Done being alone
Just follow your heart
Stop leaving me scars
You know your meant for me

Well I can feel the whole world in my shoulders
I’m fed out, I’m fed out
But everything seems perfect when I hold her
I’m knocked out, I’m knocked out