Hang Around

I stay about like a fool that’s into
The flame of doubt, that burns in deep
Hang around, hang around
The fight and pain, dispels the issue
And clouded minds, deter the truth
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around
A bullet flies through a heart of virtue
A sick sentence for the proof
Hang around, hang around
The bloody all of insane emotion
That carries through and hurts a fool
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around
Hang around, hang around