Hangman کے بول

This is part of your make-up To look as though to call With eyes in front of your mirror Your taste is rough As the show you know Well Lay on your back And I go and think it over Now Come out your land and see Feeling nothing but heaven The world Coloured you like she does Without them who always crush you madly Well what have you done In your cloned living** Well Even if it's sad Then I'll go off hand it over Well Here is the way to feel Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladada ooh It's impossible out there Well It's impossible in here You know Seeing nothing but halo's Won't keep you strong Like the storm With angels looking for hangman What they want She figured out This dark raving man Well Lay on your back And I go off it's over Well Lay on your back and scream Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladadadada Ladada ooh Ladada ooh Ooh ooh...