ball and chain

shadows of darkness hanging over my head
all the time wishing i was dead
living in misery like a wild beast in captivity
my soul should be free
some days it's so hard to go on
all of the good times are gone
living in a state of rage
like a rat in a cage
this is called marriage.

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