Hunting Grounds
Sew your lips
Nice and tight
Feel your lies
Corrode inside
I will not bare
Anymore of you
(I'm so sick)
Cross your heart
With the hand of the devil
Carry on you fucking rebel
You all just make me so
Sick
Oh
I'm so sick of
You
This is the cry of the lone wolves
This is the cry of the sick
This is the cry of the cynical minds
We're going in
With bare teeth
FUCK
Grab your coats
And grab your guns
It's your time now to run
You've been missing me sometimes
Get backstabbing, son
Dressed in smoke
I wait my turn
I have a tase for your blood
Here I come now
Get counting rounds
OPEN THE HUNTING GROUNDS
I'll
Be
Dancing on
Your
Graves
I'll
Be
Dancing on
Your
Fucking
Graves
Cross your heart
With the
Hand of the devil
For the heavens above
Cross your heart
With the
Hand of the devil
For the heavens above
In honor of the heavens above
(This is the cry of the lone wolves)
(This is the cry of the sick)
(This is the cry of the cynical minds)
(We're going in...)
This is the cry of the lone wolves
This is the cry of the sick
This is the cry of the cynical minds
We're going in
With bare teeth
This is the cry of the lone wolves
This is the cry of the sick
This is the cry of the cynical minds
We're going in
With bare teeth
This is the cry of the lone wolves
This is the cry of the sick
This is the cry of the cynical minds
We're going in
With bare teeth
Nice and tight
Feel your lies
Corrode inside
I will not bare
Anymore of you
(I'm so sick)
Cross your heart
With the hand of the devil
Carry on you fucking rebel
You all just make me so
Sick
Oh
I'm so sick of
You
This is the cry of the lone wolves
This is the cry of the sick
This is the cry of the cynical minds
We're going in
With bare teeth
FUCK
Grab your coats
And grab your guns
It's your time now to run
You've been missing me sometimes
Get backstabbing, son
Dressed in smoke
I wait my turn
I have a tase for your blood
Here I come now
Get counting rounds
OPEN THE HUNTING GROUNDS
I'll
Be
Dancing on
Your
Graves
I'll
Be
Dancing on
Your
Fucking
Graves
Cross your heart
With the
Hand of the devil
For the heavens above
Cross your heart
With the
Hand of the devil
For the heavens above
In honor of the heavens above
(This is the cry of the lone wolves)
(This is the cry of the sick)
(This is the cry of the cynical minds)
(We're going in...)
This is the cry of the lone wolves
This is the cry of the sick
This is the cry of the cynical minds
We're going in
With bare teeth
This is the cry of the lone wolves
This is the cry of the sick
This is the cry of the cynical minds
We're going in
With bare teeth
This is the cry of the lone wolves
This is the cry of the sick
This is the cry of the cynical minds
We're going in
With bare teeth
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