Hangman
Can't hold a love inflatable
In line to be rejected
Cover the eys of innocence
With residue affected
I dove into your shallow will
To drown this, once forgiven
And in your belly find me still
Alone, alone
Waited so long for a pretty soul
Traded alabaster kisses for the antidote
Welcome to the promenade
Crusade
Martyred on a hilll of bones
They're just slaves
Try to kill the dead
And wind up hanging instead
I'd rather be a criminal
Don't wanna be forsaken
Defined in reflections of you
Confined to what I'm given
I sank into your shallow arms
This residentail heaven
And in your palace find my calm
Alone, alone
Waited so long for a pretty soul
Traded alabaster kisses for the antidote
Welcome to the promenade
Crusade
Martyred on a hilll of bones
They're just slaves
Try to kill the dead
And wind up hanging instead
Wrong, wrong
You're not the chosen one [x5]
Wrong, wrong wrong!
Welcome to the promenade
Crusade
Martyred on a hilll of bones
They're just slaves
Try to kill the dead
And wind up hanging instead
WRONG!
Welcome to the promenade
Crusade
Martyred on a hilll of bones
They're just slaves
Try to kill the dead
And wind up
Hangman!
In line to be rejected
Cover the eys of innocence
With residue affected
I dove into your shallow will
To drown this, once forgiven
And in your belly find me still
Alone, alone
Waited so long for a pretty soul
Traded alabaster kisses for the antidote
Welcome to the promenade
Crusade
Martyred on a hilll of bones
They're just slaves
Try to kill the dead
And wind up hanging instead
I'd rather be a criminal
Don't wanna be forsaken
Defined in reflections of you
Confined to what I'm given
I sank into your shallow arms
This residentail heaven
And in your palace find my calm
Alone, alone
Waited so long for a pretty soul
Traded alabaster kisses for the antidote
Welcome to the promenade
Crusade
Martyred on a hilll of bones
They're just slaves
Try to kill the dead
And wind up hanging instead
Wrong, wrong
You're not the chosen one [x5]
Wrong, wrong wrong!
Welcome to the promenade
Crusade
Martyred on a hilll of bones
They're just slaves
Try to kill the dead
And wind up hanging instead
WRONG!
Welcome to the promenade
Crusade
Martyred on a hilll of bones
They're just slaves
Try to kill the dead
And wind up
Hangman!
Credits
Writer(s): Scott Edward Brown, Donald E Reis Iii
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