Hunt

Use me slowly

Old until its worn

Soul is what makes you whole

Role is your only game

Hunting for a slice of fame

Crime's in all the traps you fall into

The reason for this glitch is only you

Dissolutely falling to seduce

Paranoid are your thoughts

Do you feel betrayed?

Gunman's messing up

Does it mean he'll return?

When winter dooms

You won't betray me

You turned your broad flat back

It's your own way of showing your façade

Get me all my body parts

(Come down with the full size

Come down where the truth lies

Come down where the pig flies

Come down with the pink blues

Come down with the red sun

Come down with the black star

Come down with the re-run

Come down we’ve come so far

Been over cast in this caprices

It’s late, no I, you’re late this time

Sense of mass discontent

Gonna peel the skin off you

Sense of mass discontent

Sense of mass discontent)

Throne but you sit alone

Home but the room is cold

Price but it's not for sale

Mainly need to shut

Lying mouth is sore

Crying tears of blood

Flying a kite that's stained

Robbing skies of joy

Blinding you with blames

Then asking you for more

Wait here for me

We both can see

Old until its worn

Soul's what makes you whole

Role is your only game

Crime is in all the traps you fall into

Reason only is you

Paranoid are your thoughts

Do you feel betrayed?

Gunman's messing up

Does it mean he'll return?