Hanging High
Oh thunder in my heart.
These razors cutting sharp and
leaves me with an ever bleeding scar.
So soft, so suddenly.
So that I can not breathe.
I'm drawn into a circle painted black.
Oh I'm hanging high.
Oh won't you let me down.
Back where I started at.
You know I'm a little lost.
And when it hurts the most.
I push a little more.
I'm back where I started at.
You know I'm a little lost.
Like lightning in my heart.
A kiss so burning hot.
I'm hanging on a threat that's bound to drop.
Like rain on open skies.
Don't know the reason why.
But I'll always choose the black in front of white.
Oh I'm hanging high.
Oh won't you let me down.
Back where I started at.
You know I'm a little lost.
And when it hurts the most.
I push a little more.
I'm back where I started at.
You know I'm a little lost.
