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Hi! My name is Igor Sakharov. I record covers and original songs and edit videos by myself at home. Leave a comment, share and subscribe! Collective morale smudges like soot I reach for a hand And get pushed with an elbow I'm looking for eyes but I'm stared at instead There's a big butt above everyone's heads Red dawns turn into brown sunsets We're all shackled by the same chain We're all bound by the same aim We're all shackled by the same chain We're all bound by the same aim Here muscles are sluggish And spaces are vast Crumpled trains become pillars That are built to last Some words are for kitchens Others for streets Here they traded in eagles For a piece of white meat And I stand at attention Even during a kiss For We're all shackled by the same chain We're all bound by the same aim We're all shackled by the same chain We're all bound by the same aim You can believe in the absence of faith You can get busy with worthless deeds The poor, they know no rest, they pray For their poverty to remain guaranteed Here, whatever tune you play You will always end up sounding retreat And if someone's coming to visit today Tomorrow, they may come to take you away Also shackled by the same chain Also bound by the same aim We're all shackled by the same chain We're all bound by the same aim Here women seek love But end up old and alone Here, the measure of work Is how tired you've grown No villains in offices of fine leather It's hard to tell one face from another But clearly they all would much rather Not be shackled by the same chain We're all bound by the same aim We're all shackled by the same chain We're all bound by the same aim
