gotta face the hangman I gotta pay for what I done See I gotta face the hangman Or by the noose I swing in the morning sun I gotta face the hangman
all to hear Forgive me, God, we hang him in Thy name Forgive me, God, we hang him in Thy name Forgive me, God, we hang him in Thy name Oh, please forgive
can sow gonna leave and ugly skull when u go tongues like horns violently born and new...soul the soft dead awake alive in love hard for the hangmans
Nick Reynolds/Adam Yagodka Hangman, hangman, hangman, slack your rope a while. Think I see my brother, ridin' many a mile. Well, brother, did you bring
I've never compared myself. And I couldn't care anymore. I've never had it to hold, so ive got nothing to lose. Young love left you broken hearted. "
For the real fans, here goes a Hangman Hey yo, Wesstyle, what up JS? Let me get a hit off some of that marijuana shit Here it is, 'cause you know iz
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time's right ahead, can't you see 'Cause my life's running out, out on me I've forgotten how it was, let me be So hangman hang my shell on a tree It
won't feel down, When you'll awake, You'll realize life's just fake. Your violet-blue body, Swings on the rope around, It was your last chance, To do the hangman
Hangman's rope is so tough and strong Oh, the hangman's rope is so tough and strong They gonna hang me because I done something wrong I wanna tell you
over. The end is looming over us In the shadow of its wings we run and hide relax and take in the scene the hangman hangs alone chapter two and here's
And with one of his eyes he will watch you driving Hangman is your passenger Hangman is your passenger Hangman is your passenger Hangman is your passenger tonight Hangman
This is what the edge of your seat was made for. Holding on, and this This is what the edge of your seat was made for. And this, This is what the back
Armageddon time is coming soon, Fires will turn us all into dust, And we will be judged one last time, you, your son and me. (woe, woe, woe is me...)
all hell breaks loose Before the Hangmans Noose And as the sun goes down I'll say It's a good day to die, a good day to die Before the Hangmans Noose
Fed up with, "Made you look" And Dirty Crooks without a clue They all wear the same face And it says, "Hangman, I'm on to you" Hangman, it's not your
Slack your rope hangman, slack it for a while I think I see my father comin' ridin' many a mile Father have you brought me hope or have you paid my fee
(hopkins, beck, newman, stewart, wood) Hangman, hangman, slack your noose Slack it, oh slack it Slack it for a while There ain't no use in your hurrying