Dragging this ball and chain,
mirrors and razor blades.
When all of this dust clears,
can you recognize your face?
Pulling all your dead weight,
not willing to cut away.
I'm losing my fucking grip.
You've got to help yourself and quick.

I'm losing my grasp (I've lost my grasp!).
You've got to help yourself and fast.
I'm losing my grip (I've lost my grip!).
You've got to help yourself and quick.

Dragging this ball and chain,
mirrors and razor blades.
When all of this dust clears,
can you recognize your face?
Pulling all your dead weight,
not willing to cut away.
I'm losing my fucking grip.
You've got to help yourself and quick.


Lyrics submitted by lifeofmyown

Dead Weight song meanings
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