Hangman's Son - Chad VanGaalen

He was the hangman’s son

Wouldn’t crack a smile til' the deal was done

He was the only one

Laughing as he sang that we all shall hang

Oh, have mercy

On the demons that curse me

Oh, lay it on me

When my time has come

And I don’t have the sense to run

He was the hangman’s son

He said every day’s a curse and the curse just gets worse

And now your on the run

You can smell his dirty work 'cause now you wear his shirt

You left in the night

On your ten speed bicycle, well

It was a great beginning

Yeah everyone was cheering for you

But now I stand on your grave

With no nothing to say to you, but

I wonder how you breath

Buried deep in the ground