Hung
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Lyrics
Hung! Down by our society
Hung! Killed by inner apathy
We're hung! Hangin' high for all to see
You can say we may not play the way that shit goes down today,
But what the fuck you gonna do? You know we'll never burn for you. Through the ashes and the dust, along the way the relics rust.
Orange has rotten to the seed, at the tree watch us bleed.
Let the feeble have their way, still the same as yesterday.
Primadonnas shake their heads, thriving scene has long been dead.
Down with all the dinosaurs, big resurgence cries for more.
Trapped inside the magic kingdom, let me hang to get my freedom!
Hung! Down by our society
Hung! Killed by inner apathy
We're hung! Hangin' high for all to see
You can say we may not play the way that shit goes down today,
But what the fuck you gonna do? You know we'll never burn for you. Through the ashes and the dust, along the way the relics rust.
Orange has rotten to the seed, at the tree watch us bleed.
Fighting for what can't be saved, two feet in an open grave.
Fragments of what used to be, rethink drug ideology.
Trudging through adolescence, apparitions without presence.
Just one thing you should know, when its time you gotta go.
Hung! Down by our society
Hung! Killed by inner apathy
We're hung! Hangin' high for all to see
Hung! Killed by inner apathy
We're hung! Hangin' high for all to see
You can say we may not play the way that shit goes down today,
But what the fuck you gonna do? You know we'll never burn for you. Through the ashes and the dust, along the way the relics rust.
Orange has rotten to the seed, at the tree watch us bleed.
Let the feeble have their way, still the same as yesterday.
Primadonnas shake their heads, thriving scene has long been dead.
Down with all the dinosaurs, big resurgence cries for more.
Trapped inside the magic kingdom, let me hang to get my freedom!
Hung! Down by our society
Hung! Killed by inner apathy
We're hung! Hangin' high for all to see
You can say we may not play the way that shit goes down today,
But what the fuck you gonna do? You know we'll never burn for you. Through the ashes and the dust, along the way the relics rust.
Orange has rotten to the seed, at the tree watch us bleed.
Fighting for what can't be saved, two feet in an open grave.
Fragments of what used to be, rethink drug ideology.
Trudging through adolescence, apparitions without presence.
Just one thing you should know, when its time you gotta go.
Hung! Down by our society
Hung! Killed by inner apathy
We're hung! Hangin' high for all to see