The noose
Facing the plastic
Watching the moon, hanging from your doom
I'd like to know, where did you go?
I'd like to know, where did you go?
You're head's in a noose, hanging from a truce
Made so long ago, that you'll never know
You're feelings are loose, untouched by the truth
Watching from your shelf, I don't care for your health.
You're head's in a noose, hanging from a truce
Made so long ago, that you'll never know
You're feelings are loose, untouched by the truth
Watching from your shelf, I don't care for your health
Watching the moon, hanging from your doom
I'd like to know, where did you go?
You're head's in a noose, hanging from a truce
Made so long ago, that you'll never, you'll never know.
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