Hangin’ By A Thread

Living in a hell of my own creation,
Familiar faces
Can’t stand the pain of the separation
Love
Lies! Why am I here
Freedom is fleeting
Try to look through tears

Wishin’ I were dead,
Livin’ instead,
Hangin’
By a Thread.

My soul is food for her desecration,
Hateful eyes
Want to die to save her perfect nation
Hate
Truth! It’s so unclear
My heart’s still beating
Want to run in fear

Wishin’ I were dead
Waiting instead,
Hangin’
By a thread

(spoken)
Tortured soul that has no voice
Ask the other to make the choice
It all stops when you get dead
Here you sit hangin’
By a Thread.

Waiting for the day
To ease the pain away
Layin’ in a bed
Hangin’
By a Thread.