I'm hanging from your lips, waiting for the word
Waiting for the yes that would clear your throat
I'm hanging from your nails, hoping for a stroke
But they're gently knitting for someone else's coat
I'm hanging from your neck, in the most beautiful of dreams
But I never wake up near you and I'm dying it seems
I'm hanging from the music of this idiom of yours
Irrevocably obliged to desire more
I'm hanging from this hope which you sold me.
Like a dog on a rope, biting strong and firmly
I'm hanging on my own as I bought it purely
From a fantasy I've drawn from a glance you owed me
I'm hanging from my tie, in the ugliest of suits
I thought you might blush to a sharp dressed kid
I am tense, it is today that we kiss or else dispute
I'm hanging from your lips, and i bleed
Wet Iguanas - Hanging Lyrics
Wet Iguanas - Hanging Lyrics
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I'm hanging from your lips, waiting for the word
Waiting for the yes that would clear your throat
I'm hanging from your nails, hoping for a stroke
But they're gently knitting for someone else's coat
I'm hanging from your neck, in the most beautiful of dreams
But I never wake up near you and I'm dying it seems
I'm hanging from the music of this idiom of yours
Irrevocably obliged to desire more
I'm hanging from this hope which you sold me.
Like a dog on a rope, biting strong and firmly
I'm hanging on my own as I bought it purely
From a fantasy I've drawn from a glance you owed me
I'm hanging from my tie, in the ugliest of suits
I thought you might blush to a sharp dressed kid
I am tense, it is today that we kiss or else dispute
I'm hanging from your lips, and i bleed
Waiting for the yes that would clear your throat
I'm hanging from your nails, hoping for a stroke
But they're gently knitting for someone else's coat
I'm hanging from your neck, in the most beautiful of dreams
But I never wake up near you and I'm dying it seems
I'm hanging from the music of this idiom of yours
Irrevocably obliged to desire more
I'm hanging from this hope which you sold me.
Like a dog on a rope, biting strong and firmly
I'm hanging on my own as I bought it purely
From a fantasy I've drawn from a glance you owed me
I'm hanging from my tie, in the ugliest of suits
I thought you might blush to a sharp dressed kid
I am tense, it is today that we kiss or else dispute
I'm hanging from your lips, and i bleed
Writer: Hugo Pichot
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