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Chains

A chain is a serial assembly of connected pieces, called links, typically made of metal, with an overall character similar to that of a rope in that it is flexible and curved in compression but linear, rigid, and load-bearing in tension. A chain may consist of two or more links. Chains can be classified by their design, which can be dictated by their use: Those designed for lifting, such as when used with a hoist; for pulling; or for securing, such as with a bicycle lock, have links that are torus shaped, which make the chain flexible in two dimensions (the fixed third dimension being a chain's length). Small chains serving as jewellery are a mostly decorative analogue of such types. Those designed for transferring power in machines have links designed to m… more »

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In high school, I was ashamed, I was to blame
I was a name in the yearbook, things are different now
But sometimes they feel the same
Blue hair shorty broke my heart
But that was just the fucking start
The heartbreak's different now
And the scars bleed deep tonight

Three hours on the phone with you
How could I do this to myself?
I hate the way you say my name
When you walked me into hell
Speeding away with the city in the rearview
Driving too fast, baby I can't hear you
Front porch, now she's in my home
She met my mom, why can't we roam tonight?

In high school, I was ashamed, I was to blame
I was a name in the yearbook, things are different now
But sometimes they feel the same
Blue hair shorty broke my heart
But that was just the fucking start
The heartbreak's different now
And the scars bleed deep tonight

How could I f*ck things up so badly
Baby give me time, I'll make things right
Look me in the eyes when I tell you
Please girl, you know I don't wanna fight
Cut back to the present
I don't understand why you're so unpleasant
All you make me wanna do is end it
Shoutout to my boys telling me to send it

In high school, I was ashamed, I was to blame
I was a name in the yearbook, things are different now
But sometimes they feel the same
Blue hair shorty broke my heart
But that was just the fucking start
The heartbreak's different now
And the scars bleed deep tonight
In high school, I was ashamed, I was to blame
I was a name in the yearbook, things are different now
But sometimes they feel the same
Blue hair shorty broke my heart
But that was just the fucking start
The heartbreak's different now
And the scars bleed deep tonight

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