Hanging Out کے بول

Heathen He saw it on the trenents Lend her law like diamonds I'm feeling every pocket Bend over, take in the arm I'm not a bone in the dark Birds are out They're flying on their backs and power down My neck, it cracks a million times My back is a worn out leather seat Mm, it's inspiring Dancing with tear in the art Holding a mouth by the fire Take your front pill Like a kiss in the river Down with it all Down with the water Hanging out I'll slack for the garden's open mouth Oh, I could do this every night I'll see us, buddy, listening The chawk hangs like circutry I'm for on the floor in the dirt I'm tuning his face like a hawk I'm tuning his face like a hawk