I don’t know why they chose this time to,
Release the hunter’s stay in me,
O why has the sinner risen,
Taken over inside,
And there’s no way to hide,
From all the lies I sigh,
And I don’t mind to realize that it’s me,
And I can’t explain that it wouldn’t be me,
Again,
Why can’t I find a way to escape my head,
Breathe in me,
Intoxicate the world,
Goodbye for now,
It’s too late for me,
But there’s a chance the above may live,
Beaten me, shittin’ me, you gotta be some kind of freak,
To believe that all is right in the world.
Nov 15, 2012
Nov 15, 2012 at 11:49 PM UTC
I don’t know why they chose this time to,
Release the hunter’s stay in me,
O why has the sinner risen,
Taken over inside,
And there’s no way to hide,
From all the lies I sigh,
And I don’t mind to realize that it’s me,
And I can’t explain that it wouldn’t be me,
Again,
Why can’t I find a way to escape my head,
Breathe in me,
Intoxicate the world,
Goodbye for now,
It’s too late for me,
But there’s a chance the above may live,
Beaten me, shittin’ me, you gotta be some kind of freak,
To believe that all is right in the world.
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