Dead Quiet -
IV
The Hanging Man
I felt this tired, and there's no escape
A consuming past that I can't erase
I did my time, and was tried again
A pound of flesh that I traded in
It's the only thing I have
This misplaced hate, this will to do the right thing
Has brought you pain, has brought you pain, and I can say from the bottom, from the bottom of my heart
I will hang in this cold remembrance
It's so real, and I want to die
This dance with forgiveness is a lie
You're out for blood, and I can't decide
You walk with truth, and I walk with mine
It's the only thing I have
This misplaced hate, this will to do the right thing
Has brought you pain, has brought you pain, and I can say from the bottom, from the bottom of my heart
I will hang in this cold remembrance
You've got a noose around my neck, and it's real, it's death
You've got a gun right to my head, and it feels real
You've got a noose around my neck
You've got a gun right to my head
You've got a noose around my neck
Please excuse me, there's a hole in my head
I forbid it, but he did it again
Seems like something I would not forgive
I know it's something I will not forget
Please excuse me, there's a hole in my head
I forbid it, but he did it again
Seems like something I would not forgive
I know it's something I will not forget
A consuming past that I can't erase
I did my time, and was tried again
A pound of flesh that I traded in
It's the only thing I have
This misplaced hate, this will to do the right thing
Has brought you pain, has brought you pain, and I can say from the bottom, from the bottom of my heart
I will hang in this cold remembrance
It's so real, and I want to die
This dance with forgiveness is a lie
You're out for blood, and I can't decide
You walk with truth, and I walk with mine
It's the only thing I have
This misplaced hate, this will to do the right thing
Has brought you pain, has brought you pain, and I can say from the bottom, from the bottom of my heart
I will hang in this cold remembrance
You've got a noose around my neck, and it's real, it's death
You've got a gun right to my head, and it feels real
You've got a noose around my neck
You've got a gun right to my head
You've got a noose around my neck
Please excuse me, there's a hole in my head
I forbid it, but he did it again
Seems like something I would not forgive
I know it's something I will not forget
Please excuse me, there's a hole in my head
I forbid it, but he did it again
Seems like something I would not forgive
I know it's something I will not forget
Credits
Writer(s): Brock Macinnes, Jason Dana, Kevin Daniel Keegan, Michael Grossnickle, Michael Rosen
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