Low

Hang me low hang me high there's nothing for me here nothing here for you to know my life is a phage my life go's on.

(corse)
Kick me low kick me high there's nothing that I can hide from the world that can be low on my knees that I can see is you.

How low are you how high am I but you can still kill the pain in my eyes that I can see the pain we bleed.

Nothing nothing is there
Nothing nothing is here
For meeee
For youuu

(ending)
Hang me high hand me low you can't get nothing out of me nothing for you to see.