Hangin' Round

Hangin' Round (MP3)


I'm just hangin' round,
Will somebody take me down,
So, that things can look up,
Around this dump.

Discarded like a piece of trash,
Bound to be bound,
Less I should thrash,
Will someone take me down?

Does anyone out there care?
Is anyone even aware?
When nails pass through flesh,
It's quite a mess.

"Mother! I confess,
I've failed the test.
Proved my mortality way too soon.
Your, son.

Now I worry,
What will happen,
Until I come again.

But, for now,
I'm just hangin' round,
I've just gotta get down.
Ooooh... just hangin' round,
Please take me down.

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