Letra da Música: Hangman - Paloalto

This is part of your make-up
To look as though to call
With eyes in front of your mirror
Your taste is rough
As the show you know

Well

Lay on your back
And I go and think it over
Now
Come out your land and see

Feeling nothing but heaven
The world
Coloured you like she does
Without them who always crush you madly
Well what have you done
In your cloned living**

Well

Even if it's sad
Then I'll go off hand it over
Well
Here is the way to feel

Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladada ooh

It's impossible out there
Well
It's impossible in here
You know

Seeing nothing but halo's
Won't keep you strong
Like the storm
With angels looking for hangman
What they want
She figured out
This dark raving man
Well

Lay on your back
And I go off it's over
Well
Lay on your back and scream

Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladadadada
Ladada ooh
Ladada ooh
Ooh ooh...