The Hunt

Silent and still, he's hearing every sound, and she's
Holding her breath, her gaze looking around, because
Everyone is ready for the hunt

Waiting to hit he's hidden into the dark, he is
Greedy and strong and too nervous to start, he feels
Anything but tired to play again

Do you really care?
We are tied in ways we can't control
Win or lose, in the end we're just craving the fight

Charming and cold it is the look in her eyes, and just
Confusing tracks under provocative lies, because
Anyway she likes to play again

Hunter and prey they carry on with their dance,
Both of them know that's easy losing the chance,
Everything is perfect for a while

And now it's gone, there is no way to get back
Shivers are moving to the top of my neck



Credits
Writer(s): Tal Rochman, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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