Pulling Punches

Hands are tied, tryna fix a damn thing He dims the light, she ying, he not yang No pullin' punches no more No pullin' punches no more All alone at noon, she grabs a bottle of wine Drowns in it soon and attempts to self untwine Why do all the people imbibe their fears away Instead of pursuing remedy for their inner soleil? Trapped in her mind Despair is growing wild Trapped in her mind Despair is growing wild Hands are tied, tryna fix a damn thing He dims the light, she ying, he not yang No pullin' punches no more No pullin' punches no more Her feet are stuck, can't run away or flee Where's her damn luck? Doesn't remember how to be G No pullin' punches no more No pullin' punches no more Why seeking revenge on people who're already miserable? The heart sometimes feels like a rock inside the breast And who would tryna fix feelings so complex? Trapped in her mind Despair is growing wild Trapped in her mind Despair is growing wild Hands are tied, tryna fix a damn thing He dims the light, she ying, he not yang No pullin' punches no more No pullin' punches no more Her feet are stuck, can't run away or flee Where's her damn luck? Hmm