Paroles:
Fate Hunter

hunter, hunter at night Hunter, hunter at night Hunter, hunter at night She's the girl that you can meet Hunter, hunter at night (She's a) hunter, hunter at night She goes hunting

My baby, he says he loves me My baby, he says he needs me so Covers me with sunshine, tucks me in with songs Every now and then, troubles come my way

This pale mucha postcard brings back orange carpet We called roaches butterflies and ate our pies at Birchwood Saloon Off the only road that leaves the

You're a porcelain doll that sits in a window You hold your breath when people walk by Safely kept behind rose-colored glass Neatly tucked beneath the

Red-eyes fly away from here every night My intentions aren?t unfair or unkind How else could I purge my heart of this pillowed dream? Arctic wind will

Forty below, driving on deathly icing roads Back seat is full of clothes, I gotta talk this over Run out of gas, wake a stranger up to fill my tank in

all my thundercats that feel my flow To slang weight, my young guns will steal ya o's Catch a bellin down Lukerson & Hunt de-real a ho In ya top piece

to which he just could not relate Brought on by a simple twist of fate. He hears the ticking of the clocks And walks along with a parrot that talks, Hunts

crashing but meaningless blow No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden The savage soldier sticks his head in sand And then complains Unto the shoeless hunter