Hangman Yellow

Hangman Yellow Lyrics Meanings
by Hangman Yellow

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Hangman Yellow Lyrics

Up and out of chairs, go get onto the next class, a body set in motion
Erasing all that's bare, the halls filled by a mass, completely overloaded
Noise takes all of the senses that I might've had, and riles up the person
There's something in the air, and now the season is mad, the pillars begin rotting

Boy I sure can move just like they want me to do
And I hate myself because that's just what I choose
Boy I sure can move just like they want me to do
And I hate myself because that's just what I choose
Hopes that I could find some room to make a run
But I lose my legs right at the flash of the gun
Woah, I'm just not of my own kind
The mirrors lied, you'll never ever be mine

Roaming next to bodies that decay while they walk
Wear another's skin and then groan when I talk
Pray that they don't find I'm of another kind
Death is at the end of a bad, bad pantomime
I can see it coming, I can, I can see it coming
I can see it coming, I can, I can see it coming
I can see it coming, I can, I can see it coming
I can see it coming, I can, I can see it coming

Boy I sure can move just like they want me to do
And I hate myself because that's just what I choose
Boy I sure can move just like they want me to do
And I hate myself because that's just what I choose
Hopes that I could find some room to make a run
But I lose my legs right at the flash of the gun
Woah, I'm just not of my own kind
The mirrors lied, you'll never ever be mine

Premonition, here we go
Up ahead a man running for the door
They smell his blood from over here
Eyes widen, nostrils flare, their heads rear
Please don't make me go, please don't, please don't make me go
Please don't make me go, please don't, please don't make me go
Please don't make me go, please don't, please don't make me go
Please don't make me go
Here we go

These hands aren't my own
I try to think, but all I can hear is drone
You think that you can tell me
We'll see we'll see well we'll see

These hands aren't my own
I try to think, but all I can hear is drone
You think that you can tell me
We'll see we'll see well we'll see

These hands aren't my own
I try to think, but all I can hear is drone
You think that you can tell me
We'll see we'll see well we'll see

Writer(s): Garret Wehking
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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