Hanging there
like Robin Williams
In despair
Like starving children
Life is hard
No one cares
Til it's too late
And you're hanging there

Hanging there
Like Michael Hutchence
A *** type thing
With asphyxiation
Life is black
like a coven
Burning blaze
thrown in the oven

Hanging there
Like lucy Gordon
Twenty Eight
or not much more then
Life is sad
Hear it echo
drive you mad
From the get go

Hanging there
Like Chris Beniot
Smell of shotgun
down in the hall
Life is brutal
Thrown up on the wall
Whatever sticks
I hope is good for all