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Slip the news on necks that fit
I never will hang in
You better just hang on
Tripped on clues 'till I felt sick
You said I must be tripping
I know I saw you with him
Tick Tuck, I walk the talk
time stops and ticks me off
Lips gone mute
We kissed hung out
I never will give in
you better just put out
Gripped your truth, roped in by bliss
You felt I left you hanging
It never really sank in
Steeped in blues we coped with it
I guess we"ll keep on hanging
seems just like we"re hanging
slit the news with throats and fists
I bet you'd like to thank him
Hanging on is like hanging
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