HANGMANS CHAIR 04, 09, 16

BAND: HANGMAN S CHAIR TITLE: 04, 09, 16 ALBUM: BANLIEUE TRISTE LABEL: MUSICFEARSATAN 2018 Bandcamp: Facebook: Spotify: Deezer: ITunes: MANAGEMENT PRESS INQUIRIES : BOOKING: IM COLD AND IM SWEATING WELL I THINK ITS DONE I GUESS IT WAS WRITTEN SINCE I FELL IN LOVE WITH THE STRAW ON THE CONCRETE IM LAYING I FEEL LIKE A DOG IM SHAKING AND TRYING TO STAY AWAKE ONE MINUTE MORE THE FACES AROUND ME STARED (AT) MY DEFEAT AND MY SHAME ITS OK, ILL TAKE ALL THE BLAME THEIR WORDS FADE AWAY I CANT EVEN UNDERSTAND ALL TURNS BLURRY, ALL IS PAIN ITS CREEPING ALONG ON MY STONE ALONE TO ATONE FOR WHAT IVE DONE IN THIS WHITE ROOM IM LOSING ALL WHAT I AM THINKING OF MOTHER AND FRIENDS WILL I EVER SEE THEM AGAIN SURROUNDED BY NOISES OF MACHINES AND MEN THEIR NEEDLES PIERCING MY VEINS IM TRYING TO BREATHE BUT IN VAIN THATS THE WAY I WILL LET YOU DOWN HOW WILL YOU REMEMBER ME TOMORROW ITS CREEPING ALONG ON MY STONE ALONE TO ATONE FOR WHAT IVE DONE