Hunting Party

It's gonna be long night hunting
But we equipped for when this shit starts running
We prepared for the nightmare coming
Best hope that the ship's got a rutter

Chase the light to the edge of disaster
Head first and whole lot faster
Don't stop till you get across the border
Toe the line and take a crack at the order

Raise the roof beams up
Raise the roof beams up
Raise the roof beams up
Let the heart attack

If I bleed my heart on every track
600 bars rewind it back
Till I find that
One that you love

Brush it off my shoulders
Belief in god embold us
Can't tell what's in store but
Ecclesiastes told us
There's no memory of former things
But there might be
An after party
Where we can get rowdy
Air raid crowds electric chargers
Don't charge me
We can get lost
Playing freaks in the forest

Put the chains on me
Patience means
Take it slow

Put the weight on you
To see this through
And bring her home

It's gonna be long night hunting
But we equipped for when this shit starts running
We prepared for the nightmare coming
Best hope that the ship's got a rutter



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Hastings
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