Hung from Afterglow by Chubby Knuckle Choir

Here you come knocking on my back door
Crawling on your hands and knees and begging for more
Don’t you know I wish that I could hold you near
Grab you by your hand a kiss and call you dear

Takes all I got to keep your heart at bay
Drinking all night to wash the taste away
A love like that won’t disappear
Pull you tight and whisper in your ear

Umm hmm, you got me hung
Umm hmm, this web you’ve spun
Umm hmm, you got me hung
You got me hung

Casting out the ghosts with all the pills I take
Memories of you and me won’t seem to fade
When I try to find her to up and break
I crash and burn at the same damn place

Umm hmm, you got me hung
Umm hmm, this web you’ve spun
Umm hmm, you got me hung
You got me hung


Casting out the ghosts with all the pills I take
Memories of you won’t seem to fade
When I go and find her try to up and break
I crash and burn at the same damn place

Umm hmm, you got me hung
Umm hmm, this web you’ve spun
Umm hmm, you got me hung
You got me hung

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