Testo Hangin' Out

HANGIN' OUTthe bricks construct the place in which i self destructm y eyes they see the zombies limp abreast to me structures ascend channelling wind we beg for change in the valley within waste away hanging out coffee acid cigarettes and matches stairway cafe were adrift for another day how far we surpass the nameless mass in endeavors so meaningless i look for some kind of meaning all my actions seem so self-defeating waste away hanging out two friends some pens sixty five cents real life brings it to an end how far we surpass the mass in endeavors so meaningless