Rivet Gun - Hanging In The Flame

Feel the rope grip your throat
Tension squeezing out your breath
Taut whispers fill your ear
Singing as you dangle there
Fear says object there is none
Passion plays not for everyone
Time's lullaby counts you down
Coming due, coming back around
You're hanging there dear
By your arms not your neck
You're not too old, no not yet
Let the heat crawl up your leg
Hanging in the flame
It's a fixed game, a world of pain
No gain, the rules aren't the same
Holster your ego and take it
Spread your brass on the table
Drink yourself into blackness
Hurtle your heels into darkness
Launched off the hot macadam
No plan, no return, a blazon madman
You're hanging there dear
By your arms not your neck
You're not too old, no not yet
Let the heat crawl up your leg
Hanging in the flame
Don't let it burn but don't forget
This feeling, your appetite whet
Light both ends of your cigarette
Two feet above the lick of it
You're hanging there dear
By your arms not your neck
You're not too old, no not yet
Let the heat crawl up your leg
Hanging in the flame
Don't let it burn but don't forget
This feeling, your appetite whet
Light both ends of your cigarette
Two feet above the lick of it
Don't get burned
Don't get burned
Hold on
Hanging in the flame
Don't get burned
Don't get burned
Hold on
Hanging in the flame
Take my hand
Take my hand
Hold on
Hanging in the flame
Take my hand
Take my hand
Hold on
Hanging in the flame

Written by:
David Kelly

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