Hanging Out

Heathen
He saw it on the trenents
Lend her law like diamonds
I'm feeling every pocket
Bend over, take in the arm
I'm not a bone in the dark

Birds are out
They're flying on their backs and power down
My neck, it cracks a million times
My back is a worn out leather seat
Mm, it's inspiring
Dancing with tear in the art
Holding a mouth by the fire

Take your front pill
Like a kiss in the river
Down with it all
Down with the water

Hanging out
I'll slack for the garden's open mouth
Oh, I could do this every night
I'll see us, buddy, listening
The chawk hangs like circutry
I'm for on the floor in the dirt
I'm tuning his face like a hawk
I'm tuning his face like a hawk