Letras You Can Hang - Video Version - JT Music

You Can Hang - Video Version

Blood’s spillin' now\nOn my killin' grounds\nLost count of the coffins I’m fillin' out\nYour heart’s gonna pound\nWhen y’all run around\nBut I’ll hunt you down, gut you, leave you disemboweled\nI don’t know how\nI wound up in a nightmare, like where?\nNow I’m pullin' out all of my hair, I’m scared (eeh!)\nIf I make a single sound he’ll know I’m right there\nBut if someone else needs some help, why should I care?\n(Help me!)\nHunker down in this house, gotta hide — where?\nDoubt I’ll make it out, ought to get a timeshare (no)\nMr. Killer, can you cut me a deal? (hey?)\nAnd let me live if I’m not dead by daylight — fair? (hehehehehe)\nI can feel my heart beat in my ears\nI really fear hearing that means he could be near\nWhat kind of evil Entity could be keeping me here?\nI got a checklist of objectives that need to cleared\n(Go, go, go, go!)\nSo forget about the lore and ignore the backstory\nI’d rather leave for good, can I have a trapdoor key? (please!)\nI’m not a fan of horror movies that gory (yuck!)\nI’m squeamish, and I’ll be screaming when he’s back for me (aah!)\nWonder if I hide, will he look?\nI’ve been sliced, diced and iced, chilled and cooked\nI could write a survival guide and fill a book\nEverybody get ready for the killer hook!\nLost track of all the kills I’ve been countin', call me crazy\nYou’re just another notch on my belt, I’m sorry baby\nWhen they die, they rise again\nThey’ll never set their eyes on the daylight again\nAnd that will never change\nYou can’t escape but you can hang\nI’ve never been a handy-man and I’ll admit it (nah)\nI’ve got a box of tools, no clue what I’m doin' with it (huh?)\nPity my mechanical skills are nonexistent\n«Quit makin' so much noise!" — at least I’m tryna fix it! (ahh!)\nHe’s coming after me, while he’s distracted\nIs it too much to ask to get a generator active?\nAfter that, can somebody patch up my gashes? (ouch!)\n«But if I stick my neck out, the killer’s gonna slash it»\nC’mon team, it’s a four-on-one\nSo until you stop breathing, you’re not done\nThank God this job comes with a lot of perks\nWhen you’re stuck with a bunch of punks who don’t wanna work (Errr!)\n'Cause we all got chores, let’s do a little more please\nI feel like a single mother — call me Mrs. Voorhees\nUsed to hide, now I thrive as a fighter\nDestiny’s Child — I’m a survivor\nLost track of all the kills I’ve been countin', call me crazy\nYou’re just another notch on my belt, I’m sorry baby\nWhen they die, they rise again\nThey’ll never set their eyes on the daylight again\nAnd that will never change\nYou can’t escape but you can hang\nEven death is no escape\nYo psycho, you don’t scare me\nWhen I’m done I’ll wipe your blood off my blade\nWell at least you’re sanitary\nI’ll take all your friends to their graves\nThey’re used to getting carried\nForever here with me you’ll stay\nHow sweet, does that mean we’ll get married?\nOh-\nI’m the hero of the story, make a villain quit\nWas a survivor, now I’m the one killin' it!\nLost track of all the kills I’ve been countin', call me crazy\nYou’re just another notch on my belt, I’m sorry baby\nWhen they die, they rise again\nThey’ll never set their eyes on the daylight again\nAnd that will never change\nYou can’t escape but you can hang