Hanging Tree - text

Meet me by the hanging tree
Life must be the death of me
If self destruction is the lesson
I must say we learned it well
Consider now the irony
Of living so precariously
If self destruction is the lesson
I must say we learned it well

Live life hate life, we crave, conclusion

So spend your day in beauty rapt
Send gifts of love encased in black
We are the haunted, we are the hopeless
Shadows form ad in the darkness they cursed us
This mess is beautiful cos its ours
We burn so bright to spite the stars
Your most alive when your crashing cars

We are just tiny fires so,
We burn so bright we can't burn long...
And if your so right how can you be so wrong?
Our luminescence, it must be our downfall...

This is, what we need to hear...

And lets be honest here
We're just stating the obvious here...
None of us can live forever
But we do our best to, do our best to...
Do our best to

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