Gold Handcuffs Video (MV)

Swinging low, swinging low

I've been laying, on the cold hardened ground
Dreaming of the white hot wet sounds of downtown
Didn't get no heads up that the price of my life
Was a bottle of rye and an old hunting knife

And you already know I've been letting somebody else, call the shots
Shot shots
Oh, I'm wearing gold handcuffs and I can't it keep it up anymore

Didn't get no heads up, now I'm swinging low
Swinging low, swinging low, swinging low

I've been walking, with the concrete parade
Watching while the circles of the world repeat and, repeat on they play
Didn't get no warning, that the price of my meal
Was a price on my hands and a price on my pain

And you already know I've been letting somebody else, call the shots
Shot shot shot shots
Oh I'm wearing gold handcuffs, and I can't it keep it up anymore

Didn't get no heads up, now I'm swinging low
Swinging low, swinging low, swinging low

Oh baby no I'm not playing around
I've been a sleeping with the lost and the found
Don't take me just for a fool on the throne
Darling I'm strong and I'm sharp yeah you already know

And you already know I've been letting somebody else, call the shots
Shot shot shot shots

Oh I'm wearing gold handcuffs, and I can't it keep it up anymore

Oo oh

Oh I've been letting somebody else call the shots
Shots shots
Oh I'm wearing gold handcuffs, and I can't it keep it up

Anymore