my heart hangs from this news,
a hangman with stolen shoes
is a working man, vacation is coming
and so he swings, a pendulum mime.
this patern of thoughts is a patented
patern for a headache, passed tense,
you have to pay your dues, get a discount,
steal a soul, a masquarade of murder.
take a photo, travel a mile to wherever
the heart is, the grave of a fool,
but no grave has loyal visitors,
someones unhapiness is repulsive.
I can take you out, i can chose my words,
wave my web and lure you in, be anything
you ever hoped to find, destroy you,
it's soo easy, you're not interesting.
swing a glass over what we can't comprehend,
bleed some today, but tomorrow do some work,
working hard, bin dreams for ambition,
yeah we're getting so close, closer everyday.
oh salvation sells, but we're not buying.
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In the first line, is the word actually 'news' (as in information etc) or 'noose' (as in a type of rope). I could be wrong just with the title of hangman it creates the image of rope, I actually read it as noose and went 'hey, no wait?!'
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It's news, i thought it'd be a nice trick of resonance, it worked too ^^
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