Hunter
Hunter I see the shame
In your heart and in your face
One day you’ll figure out
What it’s all about Up in the clouds
Fate can cut your hours
Unstitch your days and kill the cowards
You see this life isn’t meant for me
This life isn’t meant to be
Don’t want to be a part of your story
Hunter I hope you know
One day you’ll go a mirror ghost
Fate will cut your insanity
Hold the scissors to your humanity
The needle holds your life
Choked on a rock cuts like a knife
You see this life isn’t meant for me
This life isn’t meant to be
Don’t want to be a part of your story
Hunter I see your pain
I see the guilt in your strain
I see liquid fill your lungs
As you take the drugs give it a shrug
A shadow of a person left to find one’s direction
You see this life isn’t meant for me
This life isn’t meant to be
Don’t want to be a part of your story
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