hangin on by a thread

Singer:madchild

hey

i'm hanging on by a thread

people walk away from me for wrong that i said

memories like ghosts still haunting my head

tryin to change my ways but i'll stay armed till i'm dead

hey i'm hanging on by a thread

girls should walk away from me for wrong that i did

memories like ghosts still haunting my head

tryin to change my ways but i'll stay armed till i'm dead

i'm hanging on by a thread

people looking at me like whats wrong with this kid

i guess i didn't realize the harm that it did

cause everybody thought that i was stronger than this

what happened to the passion

yeah fashion

he was smashing with the conquering fist

king kong with a twist

thank god my addiction wasn't longer than this

i admit it yeah this song sound possessed and suppressed

but madchild's back not worn i'm still super

orange stormtrooper with the strength to lift my group up in a four door or a ford coupe with the roof down

nobody wanna hear their favorite group with a new sound

i understand why the fan became anxious

i don't wanna hear the beastie boys become gangsters

i promise that there gonna be no more tricks

it wasn't me

it was the devil red 6 6 6

hey

i'm hanging on by a thread

people walk away from me for wrong that i said

memories like ghosts still haunting my head

tryin to change my ways but i'll stay armed till i'm dead

i'm hanging on by a thread

girls walk away from me for wrong that i did

memories like ghosts still haunting my head

tryin to change my ways but i'll stay armed till i'm dead

flyin' blue unicorns

blonde japanese girls in private schools uniforms

i don't really know who i am anymore

by now i should probably have a family of four

devil on my patio then ran through my door

bit me then he kicked me

beat me down to the floor

i remember rocking shows fans on the floor

now i'm sitting on the couch with my hand down my drawers

now i'm the joke to my friends

instead of pepsi in a beamer

doin' coke in a benz

still the shit when i hit bars

the adrenaline i spit with could lift cars

i've never met an animal i didn't like

but almost every man i bang em with the hammer and a spike

last five years down the drain

i'm in a pickle

i do whatever like i'm rushin'

hammer and a sickle

brain broken like i forgot the alphabet

thank god for

evidence and alchemist

rob the viking

madlib and joey chavez

fuck the mainstream dawg we the a-team

this is clockwork orange

everything i'm making dope like clockwork form

fuck you

fuck her

fuck him

and fuck them!