II Cold - Hanging by a Thread Lyrics

Torn and twisted propaganda
Need a hand well I may hand you
Anything you'll purchase from me
Problematic pieces type a portion of my thesis
Screaming I don't want to be here for free

All my heroes hung up above like branches that stem from a tree

Save me from myself
I'm hanging by a thread right
Pistol by my bedside
But I'm doing fine
So much time to kill
I'm alive instead of dead right
It's all inside my head right
But I'm doing fine

They want to send your soul on a
Jet plane
Lifetime of pain and regret aimed
Straight through the barrel
By a hand of your own
Stand up for what you believe in
Their talk is oh so deceiving
I'll take your bullet
And I'll raise you a stone

All my heroes hung up above like
Branches that stem from a tree

Save me from myself
I'm hanging by a thread right
Pistol by my bedside
But I'm doing fine
So Much time to kill
I'm alive instead of dead right
It's All inside my head right
But I'm doing fine

Get up! get up! get up! get up! get up!
Fight

Get up! get up! get up! get up! get up!
Fight

Can't save the world just save yourself
We'll drown within the waters
Can't live a lie that feels like truth
But we're down to take it father

Save me from myself
I'm hanging by a thread right
Pistol by my bedside
But I'm doing fine
So Much time to kill
I'm alive instead of dead right
It's All inside my head right
But I'm doing fine
Yeah I'm doing fine