Hanging' 'Round

It's like the bristles in the brush, swept by with the daily rush
Do anything to get that huh? And you feel you've had enough
Oh to him you took a shine
He only calls you when he's high
Lucky to be alive, with those bloodshot eyes

And you're looking for a way out
Same songs cheap nights won't cut it somehow
But you keep coming back for more
Hanging round this door

Oh ain't it a shame we're all pawns in this game
We Want to quit but forced to play so we stay doing the same
Oh it's a haunt if a town you want out but stick around
Rather sink than fight to drown
Feel it pulling you down

And you're looking for a way out
Same songs cheap nights won't cut it somehow
But you keep coming back for more
Hanging round this door

Ain't it hard when you realise nothing comes easy or free in this life



Credits
Writer(s): Katie O'malley
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